Reel World: P.S. I Love You
Category: P.S. I Love You Reviews | Posted by: stagewomanjen
Article Date: January 17, 2008 | Publication: The Flor-Ala | Author: Eric Hanback
Not your average date movie, P.S. I Love You is a truly beautiful look at the way human beings deal with death, love, friendship and anger. It is all at once heartwarming and heartbreaking.
The first scene begins with soon-to-be widowed Holly Kennedy (Hillary Swank, Freedom Writers, The Core) quickly trying to outpace her soon-to-be cremated husband, Gerry Kennedy (Gerard Butler, 300, The Phantom of the Opera).
Now don't worry. I haven't given anything away by revealing his death to you. It is, of course, the entire premise for the movie.
After reaching their apartment, Holly and Gerry proceed to have a very entertaining quarrel, after which they kiss and make up and all is right with the world once again.
The next scene is Gerry's funeral.
Fans of Gerard Butler won't be disappointed, however, because he's still a constant presence throughout the rest of the film via flashbacks and voiceovers.
The flashbacks are provided through Holly's perception of their past, but the voiceovers are necessary because, and here comes the crux of the plot, Gerry, having been diagnosed with a brain tumor, wrote letters to Holly and made all of the preparations so that she would receive them after his death.
This was done so he could remind her of his love for her and all of their good times, and also give her some much needed advice on how to continue with her life after he's gone.
Through it all, including a trip to Ireland where she and Gerry first met, Holly and the audience undergo many emotional trials and rewards.
While this film is made out to be a tear-fest by some people, I honestly found myself laughing just as much as I was choking back the lump in my throat.
The Irish scenery is absolutely stunning, even though it's only showcased for a few crucial minutes. For those of you with a touch of the Emerald Isle in your blood, or if you're just an Irish enthusiast, this movie is already for you.
The only problem I had with this movie was the soundtrack sometimes seemed to lack the necessary emotional touch.
For example, I wouldn't have chosen a male Irish vocalist more suitable for drinking songs than love ballads for crucial moments in the film.
Swank and Butler are wonderful together in this movie. I'm hard-pressed to think of a more believable recent onscreen romance.
The joking, bickering and crying were all so real, so authentic, that it became that much easier to fall into the story.
For all of you macho men out there, let me just tell you that this isn't an ordinary chick flick, if it can even be called that at all.
If you've ever deeply loved someone, no matter whether or not you've had to endure the loss of that person, you'll love this movie.
And you will cry.
I didn't think I would, honestly. Not many movies push me enough over the edge.
I was warned, however, that his film really tugs at the heartstrings. So, I promised myself I wouldn't cry.
I made that explicit oath to myself as a test of my male ego. I...will...not...cry.
I failed--more than once.
And by the end of the movie, I felt great about it.