Review: Endless Love
Does it matter that this is a remake of a hilariously trashy and energetic 1981 movie? I doubt it.
I'm pretty sure I'm the only person who was alive in 1981 who will bother to see Endless Love during its brief sojourn in our cinemas on its way to the video shop sale bin.
In fact, I can't even imagine why this film is called Endless Love.
It may share the bones of a plot with the 1981 film and the novel it was based on, but the story is so generic, I doubt anyone would have noticed the similarity if they'd just cut to the chase and called it ''Wealthy Teen Enjoys First Shag And Then Has a Few Problems with Her Dad''.
Oh look, it's not dreadful.
The leads are pretty, and so darned earnest it would take a curmudgeon to criticise them, while the various grown-ups all acquit themselves well.
And, if I had to find something to really like about the film, I could at least say that at its heart it is about a young woman's right to make her own choices, and bravo for that, always.
The Dominion Post