I met Michael Cunningham (the person who wrote this book as well as The Hours), so I was interested in seeing this. Alas, I did not enjoy it which is a pity, really, because I've been wanting to see it for a couple of years now. I'm guessing the book is probably better but I really disliked this movie. Maybe it's because the previews mentioned how Bobby (Colin Farrell) has made people fall in love with him all his life...okay. But why? What's so special about him? He just seems to be an indecisive blank piece of paper. I learned nothing from these characters and at conflicted moments in the movie, they yell and then one of them says something funny or allegedly "deep", and they all start laughing and everything is okay again. What? No. I wanted a drama. Not a "Hahahaha never mind it's all okay now. Guess it wasn't that big of a deal" flick. Also, when the three main characters are shopping for a house, their dialogue that takes place over this montage of car-driving, house-looking is unbearably corny. Robin Wright Penn is usually a pleasant addition to any film, but here we're supposed to assume her character is so outrageous and carefree solely based on her make-up, hair and crazy clothes. That's nothing. I want more proof. The first 45 minutes really had me sucked in, I thought the story between Bobby and his brother was semi-interesting and I looked forward to some progression in that area, but no. The only interesting relationship in the entire movie and they killed it. Literally.