For a movie that was supposed to be the English version of an other very fine movie, l'Ultimo Bacio, whose only sin was to be in Italian, Mr. Tony Goldwyn's motion picture is rather poor. Poor in style, in acting, and, amazingly, considering that is a copy, poor in writing. Zach Braff is OK, he is one of those actors that plays almost always the same character, yet his acting is sufficiently decent one could dare to say, although, if compared with the original character played by the gifted Stefano Accorsi then Mr. Braff loses the contest. Same story for Jacinda Barrett vs. Giovanna Mezzogiorno. Let alone the comparison between the young Rachel Bilson (who is beautiful!) and Martina Stella in the original. The movie's script is rather too bourgeois, notwithstanding the story, there is very little tension, even Ms Barrett's father and mother are very understanding of Mr. Braff's mistakes. What fine polite and condescend reality has Ms. Haggis been living in? Sure, we should never compare originals with remakes, but in this case I think is important because MR. Godwin's movie betrays the feeling and philosophy behind the original Muccino's Ultimo bacio, the romantic and dramatic loss farewell to youth, by giving us a shallow summary of the same concept. The last kiss is altogether a pale old Polaroid of L'ultimo bacio. If you have the chance, watch the original and forget this remake. When Hollywood will learn that originality is priceless?
Review of The Last Kiss
