Written and directed by Jorge Ameer
Stars: Jon Sherrin, Craig Pinkston, Erin Leigh Price, Jorge Ameer, Toni Zobel, Eric Morris, David Guzzone, and Shellie Price
I was scrolling through Twitter. I stopped to read this synopsis verbatim: "A widowed journalist comes to realize his 22-year-old daughter's boyfriend is the reincarnated lover he had in a past life during the Holocaust." It sounded bonkers. It was, but odd.
Christopher (Sherrin) is the journalist. He goes to be with the daughter, Destiny (E. Price) and her fiance, Ben (Pinkston) before their wedding. Chris is creepy as fuck when he basically follows Ben around. Chris wants to convince Ben that he is Alexander, Chris's reincarnated self, Jo's lover from 1933.
I didn't have high hopes of this movie. I was proven right. The acting was atrocious. The delivery was wooden. The sound/score was overpowering. There were multiple scenes where the environmental noises bleeds through like the ocean crashing on the rocks or a dog barking like metronome in the distance.
What is this movie? I thought that the movie was going to be about the past lives being inter-cut with the present day stuff. Ameer tried to do that, but it was badly done that you wonder if you are taking crazy pills. The "romance" with Chris and Ben felt icky. It seemed that they had to get drunk for "gay stuff" to happen.
The twist of the movie was out of left field. I felt like I was on a different planet. Seriously, what was happening in front of me?
It feels like Ameer deliberately wanted to make an stupid, offensive movie. Congratulations, you have succeeded. Movies that you are intentionally bad seem forced. Was he trying to be like M. Night Shyamalan doing The Sixth Sense? It's all nonsense.
This movie would have been a zero, but seeing the lead guys naked was something.
Rating: .5/10
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