The idea seemed very interesting and the first half of the movie was very good. We could.possibly close our eyes on the technical and acting shortcomings there because the story was solid and even beautiful. Its strong romanticism emanated from the sincerity in the writing with the realism in the growing of the physical attraction between the boy and the woman. No need to show anything. It felt real and sweet. Most of all during the dancing scene ending with a starred night. It was beautiful. But then the nightmare begins. The sweet boy turns into a rude lazy frustrating as.....le, losing everything that made him look like a "hero" and the special realationship vanishes into a dustbin. He had something special and that special thing was the cement of the movie. Since it dies, the rest of the movie drags itself painfully to the end where the bottom is reached.with a writing so lazy that it can be asked if the original writer did not quit in the middle and let the scriptwriting to the pizza delivery guy. It's extremely disapponiting. The only question the movie asks is: who is the real victim? But this question could have been more profound if the story had gone further. It also contradicts itself gravely because it was to be understood that the boy could not trick the woman emotionally _ but he does it, by acting like the kind of ass....le she hated. What on Earth was that? The idea was very interesting and the first half was the movie was admirable for its realism and its audacity. But it shoots itself in the foot hafway and ends up like a sordid and destitute fan-fiction. It made me dream for a while.
Review of The Abduction of Zack Butterfield
