A soldier home on leave falls for a conservative college girl. Instead of returning home to her, he reenlists after the attacks on September 11th, 2001. Time and distance begin to take a toll on the young lovers.Production Status: In Production/Awaiting Release
Genres: Drama, Romance and Adaptation
Release Date: February 5th, 2010 (wide)
Distributors:Screen Gems
Production Co.:Temple Hill Entertainment
Studios:New Line Cinema, Screen Gems
Financiers:Relativity Media
Filming Locations:Charleston, South Carolina, USA
Produced in: United States
An adaption of Nicholas Sparks' novel, "Dear John" is already at a disadvantage before the first actor appears on screen. Sparks' stories are usually contraptions designed to deliver mild heartache and banal characterization (and "Dear John" is no exception), but he doesn't exactly have the copyright on that particular problem. Hollywood loves nothing so much as easy emotion, because it is so easy to sell, which certainly explains why Sparks has found such a comfortable niche there.
The telling difference that film can bring to these sorts of things is in the humanization of the words, in the way people actually speak the dialogue. A talented (or even journeyman) actor can add layers to the most simple phrase or sentence, creating the appearance of depth where none really exists.
Looks don't necessarily have anything to do with that ability, but if you cast for looks alone without really considering the rest, that's how you end up spending an hour and 45 minutes with the human totem pole that is Channing Tatum.
In what is (sadly) the greatest dramatic challenge he has yet faced, Tatum stars as John, a young Special Forces soldier who, while spending a rest leave with his father on Charleston's beaches, meets the woman (Amanda Seyfried) who is probably the love of his life.
He certainly looks the part, but how can you possibly feel anything for or care about a person who says everything as if he were reading a book report in front of his class?
The son of a semi-autistic obsessed with coin collecting father (Richard Jenkins), John has developed his problems in communicating with others, keeping most people at a distance and breaking out into violence when situations become too complex or frustrating. Despite that handicap, it looks like college student Savannah (Seyfried) might be able to provide the same structure for his emotions that the military has done for his violent impulses. With something to look forward to he begins counting the days till his enlistment is up and he can finally get on with his life, passing the time through letters back and forth to Savannah as they desperately try to keep their relationship alive.
And then 9/11 happens.
"Dear John" wouldn't be a markedly better film if it didn't sentimentalize the terror attacks of 9/11, but it certainly doesn't
help that it does. The thing is, it probably can't help itself. "Dear John" is built on mawkishness and it brings everything it touches down to that level. It rubs the metaphor of coins and coin collecting so deeply into the audience face you're sure to have a welt by the time the movie's over.
Even then, something could have been salvaged. There are some real adult issues at play, even if they're only there for melodram
a, and good actors have done more with less. But neither Seyfried or Tatum is really up to the challenge, and unfortunately the entire film is built around them. Most of Seyfried's dialogue comes out shrill, but that's not too different from a lot of young actors and can be dealt with through experience.
But the emotional depths of Nicholas Sparks seem to be completely beyond Tatum, and in a story that's entirely built on John's internal turmoil and pain, that's fatal. Maybe there is a director that can get a good performance out of him, but Lasse Halstrom ("Chocolat") doesn't seem to be the man. He's made a good looking film, but it's even shallower than its source material, which is hard to believe.
"Dear John" is a romance novel with blank pages; all we're left with is a pretty dust jacket.
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