Susan Hated Literature

• Heath Ledger …. Casanova
• Sienna Miller …. Francesca Bruni
• Jeremy Irons …. Pucci
• Oliver Platt …. Paprizzio

This is a terrible film. Terrible.

And the really annoying thing is that it has virtually no redeeming qualities. Yes Heath can be nice to look at, but his “phwoar” manner of speaking here is totally off-putting.

The basic plot involves Casanove being chased by the Inquisition for his various conquests and libertine lifestyle. The Doge does his best to protect him, but says that if it doesn’t arrange a marriage to a respectable young woman he will exile him from Venice. Casanova doesn’t want to leave Venice, he is waiting for his mother to return. She left him when he was but a child in order to persue her life as an actress.

So Casanova decides to marry, only after he has become engaged to Victoria he falls in love with Francesa Bruni. But alas, Francesca has been bethrothed since childhood, to a man she has never met, Paprizzio a lard merchant from Genoa. Cue a fun-filled, hilarious romp through the canals of Venice in a story of love and mistaken identity.

Well, that may have been the intent, but it didn’t succeed. Instead we get a collection of badly performed pratfalls. Did you know that people falling over is just the funniest thing ever? And do you know what makes it even funnier, when it is fat people who fall over.Yup. That is the calibre of this film. People falling over. And it aint funny. Not the first time, not the 50th time, not even the last time when Jeremy Irons tips backwards^[1]

Predictable. Lacking humour. Lacking romance. Lacking action. this film doesn’t exactly live up to its IMDb genres now does it? Even the costumes aren’t fantastic enough to distract your attention. One to avoid.

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Hola peoples, how was everyone’s christmas, I’m just back up in Dublin from Sligeach, had a very nice time, we even had snow so we did. Not on christmas day itself, but yesterday. I’ll stick a few photos on flickr later on.

I really should be unpacking, but I flicked on the telly when I came in and The Man In The Iron Mask was on. Such a terrible terrible film. That writing, tut tut tut. This is the 1998 version, with Jeremy Irons, John Malkovich, Gérard Depardieu, Gabriel Byrne and Leonardo DiCaprio. Honestly, is this one of the worst films ever made? That Randall Wallace boy^[1] sure did write/direct some stinker, but at the same time, if you ignore the scenes with DiCaprio, and the crap storyline and just watch the auld lads having a laugh playing with swords, then it is worth a watch.

Plus, it has yer man in it, who was in Garden State, and both NM and I said that he sounded very like John Malkovich. Who did Peter Sarsgaard play here? Raoul, John Malkovich’s son.

Anyways, I’m off to play catch up on other blogs out there.

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