The bildungsroman movie is an exceptionally tricky genre. Everyone wants to capture something of the magical moments of their tween/early teen years, and there's always the impossible hope that, perhaps, in the movie you can do it better than in real life, do it right, and somehow redo the past. But the truth is that 90% or more of these efforts are self-indulgent tripe, a waste of everyone's time.
But there are the magical exceptions, the movies that make the effort worthwhile. My Girl. Mermaids. Gregory's Girl. The First Time. And now Lou has to be added to that list. What can I say? If you loved the above movies, you'll recapture that same feeling for another two hours or so; and that ain't nothing!
But there are the magical exceptions, the movies that make the effort worthwhile. My Girl. Mermaids. Gregory's Girl. The First Time. And now Lou has to be added to that list. What can I say? If you loved the above movies, you'll recapture that same feeling for another two hours or so; and that ain't nothing!
