No, it's not exactly like "Sleepless in Seattle."
In fact, the only part that's similar is the first 20
minutes when Theresa finds the message in a bottle,
it gets printed in the news and the public responds.
By the way, the letter from Costner riddled in
cliché (though, this might well be realistic --
he's a boatman, not a poet) wasn't very intriguing.
So, if you happen to be reading this review on your
way to the showing, relax ... arrive late. The first
20 minute chunk is the weakest part of the film.
While I'm at it, I could have missed the last 20 as
Now the middle, that's pretty good. It's a
delicate, fragile, gently paced love story that moves
along with a subtle energy created by the abrasion of
hesitation against anticipation. (Whew, get through
that sentence?) In short, it's simply sweet to watch
these mid-life folks experiencing that "first love"
kind of awkwardness.
Kevin Costner and Paul Newman are ultimately
believable as father and son. They seem so natural as
family, I have to wonder if they really are. Kevin
performs splendidly as a co-star in a movie that
really isn't about his character (for a change).
Though I have to say, the film was rather lifeless
until he appeared on the screen, and then it seemed,
all the other actors were revitalized.
"I'm going to go back to the big city and you're
going to forget about me..."
"Yeah, every day."