Always Woodstock 2014 Movie Review/Trailer
One of the Worst
...movies I've seen in a long time. While watching, I asked myself "how did this movie manage to get made? Who was the writer/director sleeping with?" I'm normally not that critical of films... I get engaged in them pretty easily and can suspend disbelief like a child. But when I can't, I know a film is really bad. In this one, which first hooked me with the title, a chipper young woman who is about as unlike "Woodstock" as Martha Stewart, decides to return there where she last was at age 4 and actually owns a house. She leaves her expansive NYC apartment (it's inexplicable how she can afford it) and, after her meek attempts at standing up to an emotionally abusive fiancé and bosses at her job fail, she drives up to Woodstock via the scenic route which most people don't even use. She enters this house in Woodstock that, despite covered furniture and a bit of debris, looks freshly painted. She then goes to a bar, her bright red lipstick still shining, gets drunk and meets Mr. Right, who is handsome, nice as can be and is also a doctor. She meets a couple of Woodstock people, e.g., Rumer Willis dressed in short shorts, cowboy boots, dyed red hair and a nose ring, and gets back into song writing. There are meager attempts to make the town look like Woodstock, which in reality, is colorful and unique. To me, this movie felt like one of my short stories which was rejected over and over because it was a good idea but not well executed, which led me to the original question of how this movie managed to get made.
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