Valentine’s Day, known to many as either the great holiday of chocolate and love, or as the one of “loneliness” and self loathing. In this critical time, in which you decide of how to celebrate this occasion, you usually are filled with images of what the holiday should be like. And no, I’m not talking about the advertisements found in magazines or Target commercials. Nope, I am talking about the famous, or infamous (depending on your definition) genre known as the Romantic “Chick Flick”. In 2016, Hollywood has given you two films to choose from – the annual Nicolas Sparks offering (The Choice) or the alternative programming, AKA How to be Single. And since I don’t hate myself enough to watch another Sparks adaptation, I went with what was behind curtain number 2. The results? Let’s take a look at what we’ve got here.
I’m a child of the 80’s and 90’s, a fact that has colored my taste in films to be of a nostalgic variety, whether they be from my past or reflect it. One of the films that recently caught my interest was Winter’s Tale (Based on the book by Mark Helprin.) Seeming to be made from the same cinematic fluff as the films of my neon colored childhood, I felt (as stupid as it could potentially be) I’d give this love story a try.