Somewhere in Time (1980)
Watching Somewhere in Time again, having not watching it for several years, I was struck by two things. Firstly, it’s a lot more stately in its progress than I remember, possibly because it’s tale is so slight. Also, Christopher Reeve’s character is a lot more emotionally unstable and downright obsessed. Viewed from a certain perspective, he could have had a breakdown upon staying at the hotel and have fantasized everything else. Indeed, his character in the novel has a brain tumor, clouding the issue further. You can see why this became a Cable Cruncher, and then cult hit though. It’s chaste enough for children to watch unsupervised, but is unashamedly sentimental, containing one of John Barry’s most beautiful scores. Modern audiences, or even ones from when it was released, may not have had the patience with it, but true romantics will always hold it dear. 9/10
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