A gently meandering film about two brothers growing up in Montana in the 1920s. They fly fish a lot.
At the one hour mark I thought something dramatic was about to happen (at last!) when the love interest's annoying brother blows in from Hollywood. Then at one hour 30 mins I thought something dramatic might happen (at last!) when the brothers visit a gambling den. Then at one hour 45 mins I though something surely dramatic is about to happen (at long #$% last!) when they go fishing.
When something actually dramatic does occur we don't see it but are told about it by the ever present sombre voice-over. Then the film ends.
This movie made me realise two things: (a) some books can't translate to screen and probably the attempt shouldn't even be made, and (b) movies based on old folks reminiscing about youth and loved-ones gone are really quite depressing, and I will avoid them in future.
A nice film for a spare Sunday afternoon.
At the one hour mark I thought something dramatic was about to happen (at last!) when the love interest's annoying brother blows in from Hollywood. Then at one hour 30 mins I thought something dramatic might happen (at last!) when the brothers visit a gambling den. Then at one hour 45 mins I though something surely dramatic is about to happen (at long #$% last!) when they go fishing.
When something actually dramatic does occur we don't see it but are told about it by the ever present sombre voice-over. Then the film ends.
This movie made me realise two things: (a) some books can't translate to screen and probably the attempt shouldn't even be made, and (b) movies based on old folks reminiscing about youth and loved-ones gone are really quite depressing, and I will avoid them in future.
A nice film for a spare Sunday afternoon.
