The Longest Ride is long, but worth
the trip
I have a film
critic buddy who writes full-content reviews for a Web site he launched
back in the '90s. People pay an annual fee to access his highly detailed
reviews that chronicle everything that could possibly be objectionable
in each new movie. Citations include everything from how many curse
words are said throughout to how many violent acts are committed. I'm
hoping he didn't leave out one very important citation in his Sex category.
No, not the scenes of intimacy between the two lead characters, handsome
professional bull-rider Luke and pretty arts major Sophia. I'm sure
he chronicled all of those love scenes, along with the ones involving
the film's parallel couple: World War II-era sweethearts Ira and Ruth.
So, what could he have left out? The film's absolute best coupling...
the sweet, sweet love director George Tillman Jr.'s camera makes to
Scott Eastwood, the actor tapped to play the hunky Luke. What the humans
do in this movie is PG-13. But the heat that the son of Clint and that
Panavision generate? Pure NC-17, folks. "The Longest Ride" is the latest
big-screen adaptation of a Nicholas Sparks novel, and it's one of the
better ones. I write that because I've seen all 10 of the ones adapted
from his books, and I've pretty much despised seven of them. But this
one has several things going for it that make up for its deficiencies.
The first is Alan Alda, beautifully playing Ira as an elderly man looking
back on the love and struggles he and his wife shared over the decades.
While Alda's most famous role is of a Korean War-era surgeon on "M*A*S*H"
and he doesn't seem quite old enough to play a WWII vet (Ira, in the
film, has to be around 90, meaning you're really looking at someone
like Christopher Plummer or Dick Van Dyke), at least they didn't take
a young actor and pile on the old-age pancake makeup. Alda is effortlessly
terrific here. The second thing going for "The Longest Ride" is the
fact that it is set in North Carolina, as many of Sparks' books and
films are, and it is filmed almost entirely on location throughout the
state. It's really a beautifully photographed movie and the eyes and
senses really needed that with this flick, as it runs almost two hours
and 20 minutes. I have to say, though, it doesn't feel as excruciating
as many of you might imagine. Like "Jerry Maguire," it throws in a sports
angle - the cowboy and bull-riding stuff - to keep the traditional alpha
males' interest. The period detail of Ira and Ruth's courtship in the
1940s and into the '50s is also well-done, with one intense battlefield
sequence and an intriguing visit to Black Mountain College where so
many great artists of the 20th century cut their teeth. Ah, but you
can sense that some of these compliments are back-handed ones, can't
ya? OK, now for the problems. Yes, Lord. The film is WAY too long! By
a good 15 minutes at least. And the two lead young'uns in the flick,
Eastwood and Britt Robertson, sure are pur-tee. But they're also a bit
dull. When you parallel them with a couple like Ira and Ruth who had
to survive the immigrants' voyage to America, the WWII years and then
not being able to conceive a child due to his wartime injuries, it makes
the whole "Will Sophia stay in Carolina with her bo-hunk, or will she
go off to the big ol' New York City" choice kind of inconsequential
by comparison. That said, Eastwood and Robertston have way more chemistry
than those two drips they got to star in "Fifty Shades of Grey." All
in all, I am giving a mild recommendation to "The Longest Ride." It
is indeed a heck of a long ride. But I left the theater feeling glad
that movie camera was able to find such true love with Eastwood and
his chiseled features. I hope they have a bright future together.
"The Longest
Ride" is rated PG-13 for some sexuality, partial nudity and some war
and sports action.
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