As an almost lifelong skeptic, and nigh-cynic, I can understand Fernando's initial dislike of the film. However, as a human being, I can't condone his uncouth and shamefully almost vulgar attempt at lampooning the film. Was it meant to pluck at our heartstrings? Yes. It was. I acknowledge this. Objectively, I will readily say that I was tugged by the heartstrings from moment one of this film. I am not ashamed of this, nor the film-makers for going down this route, as this was their intention.
Had you attempted to call them out on this, Mister Croce, I would have given your review a good triple-read (that's my personal language for this: "That review was so good, I read it MORE than three times!"), but as it stands, your review is little more than a single man's venomous bile against a piece he didn't agree with at all.
I'm not against you disliking the film--I'm against you lampooning it publicly without extensive, objective reasons given as to why. All you do in your pitiful commentary is effectively say, in so many words: "I hate this film. It sucks. I'd rather see some completely unreal soap-opera-worthy-romance film instead of this." And that's just fucking shameful. Never before in all my years browsing the World Wide Web have I EVER seen such pitiful diatribe attempting to pass off as a "review."
Look, you didn't like the film. I understood that from your first sentence. But you have failed to grasp what it means to review a film on this one. Your pitiful paragraph of personal malcontent isn't disgusting to read because it's forthcoming--it's disgusting to read because the forthcoming words have no reasoning given to back them up. I'm amazed you're even paid to write such tripe.
Tell you what: give you back radioactive mutants with machetes? Well, then, give me back professional reviewers who do a bit more than just give a one-paragraph send-off to what they watch.
And a Merry Christmas/Happy Holiday/Happy Hanukkah/Kwanzaa/Yuletide cheer to you, too, buddy.