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Paul Schrader's "Forever Mine" tells a
not-very-compelling, still-less-credible story of love, betrayal,
and retribution. A cabana boy (Joseph Fiennes) at a Florida beach
resort falls hard for a gorgeous guest (Gretchen Mol) neglected
by her wheeler-dealer husband (Ray Liotta). After a steamy nude
scene and a sweet, barefoot date, Fiennes follows her home to New
York and declares undying love. Mol, a good Catholic girl who
reads "Madame Bovary", confesses the affair to Liotta. Being
shadier than she realizes, he arranges to have nasty things
befall his rival. Cut to 14 years later (though in fact the movie
has been shuffling time periods since the beginning): Fiennes,
long presumed dead, resurfaces to lend his talents (he's become a
master criminal) to the now thoroughly corrupt Liotta and see
what his beloved is up to. Fiennes has a new name, and a on
one side of his face, so neither recognizes him. You don't have a
problem with that, do you? Nonre is always a tricky
proposition in movies, but "Forever Mine"'s problems don't end
there. Fiennes, sans "Shakespeare in Love" beard and Bardlike
charisma, doesn't begin to suggest a guy who'd inspire obsession.
His costar's attempt at creating a soul sister to Emma Bovary is
as underacted as it is underwritten, and Liotta's husband is just
a lout, despite a desperate stab at giving him a virtually
literary sensitivity regarding his romantic one-upping. You want
a spellbinding Schrader movie about outr? passion and literary
mystery, look up "The Comfort of Strangers". "--Richard T.
Jameson"
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Paul Schrader's Forever Mine tells a
not-very-compelling, still-less-credible story of love, betrayal,
and retribution. A cabana boy (Joseph Fiennes) at a Florida beach
resort falls hard for a gorgeous guest (Gretchen Mol) neglected
by her wheeler-dealer husband (Ray Liotta). After a steamy nude
scene and a sweet, barefoot date, Fiennes follows her home to New
York and declares undying love. Mol, a good Catholic girl who
reads Madame Bovary, confesses the affair to Liotta. Being
shadier than she realizes, he arranges to have nasty things
befall his rival. Cut to 14 years later (though in fact the movie
has been shuffling time periods since the beginning): Fiennes,
long presumed dead, resurfaces to lend his talents (he's become a
master criminal) to the now thoroughly corrupt Liotta and see
what his beloved is up to. Fiennes has a new name, and a on
one side of his face, so neither recognizes him. You don't have a
problem with that, do you?
Nonre is always a tricky proposition in movies, but
Forever Mine's problems don't end there. Fiennes, sans
Shakespeare in Love beard and Bardlike charisma, doesn't begin to
suggest a guy who'd inspire obsession. His costar's attempt at
creating a soul sister to Emma Bovary is as underacted as it is
underwritten, and Liotta's husband is just a lout, despite a
desperate stab at giving him a virtually literary sensitivity
regarding his romantic one-upping. You want a spellbinding
Schrader movie about outré passion and literary mystery, look up
The Comfort of Strangers. --Richard T. Jameson