Last night I forced myself to watch Ashton Kutcher (who is particularly ugly and should not be an actor even by mistake) merely out of curiosity...evoked by the name of the movie...sounded intelligent and unlike Kutcher and my limited knowledge of chaos theory....
anyways point is....the movie tries to stay focused on its title and makes Kutcher do weird things...over and over again...(painful to even see Kutcher bungling along with different hairstyles and to top it all...minus both hands...and then those plastic handle like replicas using which he drops some eatable and then looks oh so pitiable......corny to say the least...)
the basic idea is brilliant..but that everyone knows...
"a butterfly flapping its wings in Tokyo could cause tornadoes in California"
point being how did they assume that by merely making letters shiver within a notebook and slick editing and merging shots they could induce the same effect through Kutcher....that man was OTT...and so was the director....and throughout he plays by extremes...making Kayleigh's brother a devout Christian who runs to the chapel when he thinks Evan is out of line when they meet his mother...and suddenly she is suffering from cancer...with blonde hair..why does the mother's hair keep changing colour....and worst of all trying to use a kid to yell at a paedophile...who excels in making child porn and now suddenly the minute a 7 year old gives him a dressing down he corrects himself and reforms his ways....
holy mother of god.....what were they thinking....
too much of anything can be too bad they say...and its almost like the director fell in love with effects..make the page shiver...dissolve into the past and make Kutcher bumble some more....
I could have caught up on some sleep to say the least.....
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