Too bad ... I had been hoping for a nice evening movie and then this! How predictable and awfully scripted and plotted can a script be? I was hoping for humor and all I got were childish lines, creamy smiles, and shiny eyes supposed to mirror the light of Tuscany's beautiful landscape. No deep or funny characters, no situational comedy, just a few weak and embarrassing tries at slapstick. I felt very sorry for Harvey Keitel to have had to endure this picture. His character, Parish, is supposed to be a world class writer but his prose is not even 3rd rate, shallow and pseudo-picturesque. The teacher-student relationship is not understandable at all - why would anyone bear this kid, why give him his daughter? Pathetic platitudes were all the viewer got. And this kid Joshua Jackson - or whatever is his name - was just a pancake of emotion and character: flat, boyish, unlikeable - nothing to identify or fall in love with. As for this picture, Claire Forlani should have been credited as Clearly Forlorn. Sadly, two thumbs down!
Review of Shadows in the Sun
