Fascinating movie on the cusp of a boom that Tom Hanks's Fox McMoneyBucks can't see. The means of communication is both anonymous and invigorating, new and without limits. Overlong, the Greg Kinnear bits were as unnecessary as the Bill Pullman bits of Sleepless... But Parker Posey could have stuck around as Hanx age-inappropriate couple. Sleepless is Hanks's showcase, this is Ryan's. Her charm is fully offensive.
Sometimes I wonder about my life. I lead a small life. Well, not small, but valuable. And sometimes I wonder, do I do it because I like it, or because I haven't been brave? So much of what I see reminds me of something I read in a book, when shouldn't it be the other way around? I don't really want an answer. I just want to send this cosmic question out into the void. So good night, dear void.
Have the attempts to be modern for its time dated it? Yup (any attempt by a film or TV show to implement new technology as a central agent in the story is bound to). But damned if this movie isn't charming. I can't put my finger on it, but this one stands above all of the generic, assembly line rom coms of the mid to late 90s (and is FAR less problematic than the other big Hanks/Ryan pairing Sleepless in Seattle)
Probably have seen this movie more than any other, due to my mom's obsession. I can recite every line. Took me a few years to realize how fucked up and manipulative it was of Tom to do that to Meg at the end. Only a dude who's been forced to watch it 30 times can tell you how strangely paced and sequenced this overlong, dull, illogical, and, of course, completely inconsequential movie is. But I'm that dude.