It's no definitive masterpiece but it's damn close.

A movie that not only functions as a solid scarefest but a razor-sharp satire.

what a terribly boring film. I'm sorry but this is absolutely not deserving of best picture and will be forgotten quickly. Entertaining and engaging cinema? No. Nothing performances with flat faces and mistaking silence for subtlety.

Like the great film, it's made with a great deal of visible affection both in front of and behind the camera.

Really no matter how much plastic surgery Bronson has this is a it too much. no wonder it has a 1/10 on Metacritic, despite the obvious large number of shill reviews from its marketing company here

The story of this film is kind of predictable for a romantic comedy: lecherous, but gifted poetry professor is gradually reformed through his love for a quirkily unusual woman. In this case, the professor, Richard Haig (played by Pierce Brosnan), also has a cantankerous old father (Macolm McDowell) and a son Jake (Duncan Joiner). He is also, not that surprisingly, torn between two sisters - Kate (Jessica Alba), the boy's mother and her very much more Spanish sounding sister Olivia (Salma Hayek). The first 25 minutes of the film is set in the UK and we are treated to every cinematic cliché in the book. There is even a scene in which our Prof rides a motorbike passed various London landmarks rushing to get to his appointment. The characters and plot are introduced and nothing gels at all; everything is over the top as we move from one cliché to the next.Kate decides to move back to the US but there are still more clichés to present, like rabbits from a hat. The prof's fawningly attentive Cambridge students are exchanged for a new caricatured American set whose whole attention remains permanently with their laptops and mobiles. During the build-up to an agonisingly predictable scene of the Prof getting drunk at a formal reception you might feel you cannot possibly stand it any more... But have courage: the half time whistle is about to blow. And then, quite suddenly, the whole thing turns around. To be precise, for me (watching on Netflix) this was 38 minutes in to the 1 hour, 35 minute movie. There are still clichés to be sure, but suddenly the actors seem to have a feel for their characters. They seem to be having fun. The situation, although it is fairly contrived, feels more real and we start to care about what happens to our Prof and his son and whether the Prof will manage to get the right sister in the end - or not.So... At the start, only give the film half your attention: cook dinner, hoover, do the ironing, whatever. Then settle to watch it properly after half an hour and it should seem quite good.

A convoluted story appositely made to show on the screen some very good actors, the Ocean, Cambridge (UK), College classrooms, beautiful houses, beautiful cars, beautiful people…I know (we all know) how hard it could be to write an original comedy these days, so I won't complain. But this really was (in my opinion) one of the laziest script a man can conceive to justify the mixing of the above mentioned elements together.I'd like you to know in advance what is expecting you: nothing boring, nothing unpleasant, nothing unexpected, nothing you could possibly believe (or love).

One reviewer commented that 'the only thing funny is your own disbelief about how utterly crappy this film was"I also was surprised at my denial because of the smiles between Pierce Brosnan and Selma. You can't put a smile under a microscope and that is why this Some Kind Of Beautiful satire on life is worth watching. The professor reminded me of professors I had while in graduate school : with a special emphasis in depth psychology and the German romantics. A year after the affairs with the younger students, the Professors of depth psychology were let go.I ended up writing my thesis on the clinical application of fairy tales. However after seeing this film would re name it "Eros Without Boundaries"Why is it artists and professors think they can make love to the whole world: younger sisters and students ? Artists who think they can make love to the whole world seem "pretentious" said one reviewer. Or maybe they are like Father Chronos (time) who keep swallowing younger and younger women until they swallow a stone and die.Am not sure what the reviewer meant by pretentious, but the homes and outfits were lavish. That is except for Selma who lost her high heel and the old mustang.This was also true of the graduate school I attended: a Spanish villa monastic retreat with amazing views and its own organic vegetable garden which was prepared by cooks for the weekend retreat.Was it the beauty of the place that hosted incestuous relationships between much older professors and girls old enough to be their daughter? Jack Nicholsonn was born of his sister due to blurred boundaries of his alcoholic father.Incestuous relationships do make for what another reviewer called "plot so interrupted, motivations so compromised and reality so ignored that even the main character played by Pierce failed" However, Isn't that the purpose of filmmaking: to reflect back the satire and collective unconscious of our times? Didn't Clinton have a relationship with a woman old enough to be his daughter?I interpreted this collective unconscious to be : narcissistic self absorption, madness, the lure of love, death romanticism and the drunkards craving for unconsciousness: not being accountable for actions.Looking forward to seeing 007 get some better scripts.