Well, that would have been a delightful film . . .

[Tymp]

. . . had there been no dialogue.

The Cell is the movie to which I refer. I saw it last night. It was terrible. What a waste of money and talent. Don’t get me wrong, there was absolutely no talent apparent among the cast, but the crew accomplished something remarkable. Had the entire movie been left up to the art director, Guy Dyas, and the cinematographer, Paul Laufer, The Cell might have made my list of favorite movies.

Unfortunately, the entire film was soiled by incredibly weak dialogue. It would have been so simple and beautiful to tell the story with just images and sound, but Hollywood had to go and ruin a good thing by producing a film by the traditional over used and idiotic formula.

The happy ending didn’t help much either, I must say. An alternate ending of horrific dashing of hopes that dawned on me immediately would have made up for all the weak writing and acting. Ah, well. Just one more cinematographic masterpiece lost to the poison of marketing.

Should you get roped into seeing this film, I strongly suggest that you try to imagine it without the least bit of dialogue. Allow yourself to get carried away with the imagery and try to forget that Jennifer Lopez exists as an actress.

My humble opinion.