Along with the better appreciations for the names of
directors attached to a film, which has led me to go back through their
filmographies in prep for their latest as you’ve probably noticed on this blog
already, I have also taken note of specific writers as well. While last year
got me to really take note of Mr. Alex Garland, whom I can only hope continues
his ride in the director’s chair, it also gave me my first proper exposure to
that footy-loving music junkie Nick Hornby. His penned film Wild mainly made my best of the year list thanks to the amazing production qualities of the overall film, but I’d be
lying if I said that this guy’s spellbindingly warm writing didn’t factor into
it as well. As such, when the posters came in for his latest write-up, it
became one of those situations where I knew I’d check it out regardless of my
current compulsions. But, even though I fixate on the writing of films far more
than I probably should if I want to keep my film buff membership ID card, I
still admit that that is only one part of a larger process that is filmmaking.
So, even with my affinity for the writer’s work aside, how does today’s film
fare?
