Big Fish is a beautiful (in looks and spirit) movie about a father and son.
I’ve been sitting here for 10 minutes trying to figure out what to say next about the plot and storyline. I just can’t.
I don’t want to write a review, because I’m not very articulate and besides, it’s the kind of movie that you should go into with no preconceptions, and knowing as little about it as possible.
Once seen, I think it can be enjoyed over and over again. I know it’ll be a favorite of mine, one that I’ll watch often.
I’d urge people who are going to see it to do 3 things: leave your cynicism at home, open your heart up wide, and bring Kleenex.
(no jokes about surgery, please)
If I didn’t have such high hopes for ROTK, I’d say BF will end up my favorite film of the year, but that spot is still reserved until the 16th. In 2001, my 2 favorite films were Moulin Rouge and Fellowship of the Ring. Last year, 2 of my favorite films were Punch-Drunk Love and The Two Towers. This year will see these 2 films at the top of my list. I’m a sucker for grown-up fantasy, especially if they hit my gut emotionally, which Big Fish did, and FOTK will probably do.
I can’t quite figure out what they were thinking when they made up the release schedule of this one. It opens in LA and NY the 10th, the “top 150 markets” (whatever that means) on Christmas Day, and then “Wide” January 9. Though it’s not holiday-themed, it’s a perfect holiday movie. It should be playing now.
See this movie with someone you care about, and who won’t mind seeing you cry, or won’t mind you seeing them cry. All fathers and sons should see it, but that’s not to say it’s a “guy” movie. I’m proof that a woman can be very touched and moved by it.
It’s stunning and magical. I don’t know what else to say.