It just goes on and on. His wife dies, then we find out his baby died - and later learn that he too is dying after a brief stay in a hospital.
There is an overload of clichés - bad hotel rooms, rude people on buses, arguments with racists... People helping him out - and even this became maudlin.
Even though the film is about an hour and half - it seemed too lengthy. How many times do we have to see our hero stumbling on lonely country roads and sitting in dilapidated bus shelters.
He dances and he sings - its' all a little too much. The director uses every trope in the book to coax us into laughing and/or crying. And there's a complete lack of humour.
The scenery is nice.
There is an overload of clichés - bad hotel rooms, rude people on buses, arguments with racists... People helping him out - and even this became maudlin.
Even though the film is about an hour and half - it seemed too lengthy. How many times do we have to see our hero stumbling on lonely country roads and sitting in dilapidated bus shelters.
He dances and he sings - its' all a little too much. The director uses every trope in the book to coax us into laughing and/or crying. And there's a complete lack of humour.
The scenery is nice.
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