Saw Into the Woods this morning, one of my favorite stage productions ever. I've seen the PBS broadcast of the original Broadway production too many times and loved it too well to give an objective opinion about the film adaptation. I liked it. I actually did. The kid who played Jack was especially endearing. Emily Blunt was phenomenal and who knew Chris Pine could be so roguishly cute and sing about it all. Meryl Streep, well, she was no Bernadette Peters, but she held her own on the singing and she was killer in all the emoting.
Still ... there was something missing in the heart of the story. I'm sure that wasn't helped by my distraction as I attempted to suppress the urge to sing along to every g-damn song that made it into the movie. Yes, I know them all by heart. Worth an afternoon if you like stage plays and musicals.
Still ... there was something missing in the heart of the story. I'm sure that wasn't helped by my distraction as I attempted to suppress the urge to sing along to every g-damn song that made it into the movie. Yes, I know them all by heart. Worth an afternoon if you like stage plays and musicals.