Changeling has a 142 minute run time and I still can’t find anything substantial to say about this movie…except does anyone else find the name of this movie awkward when the “The” is dropped? Also, why did the guy from Burn Notice have an accent in this movie? It sounded like a Southern drawl. So as not to leave my legions of readers (legions I say!) hot and dry, I give you the following conversation.
A: I watched Changeling last night.
M: That movie does not interest me in the least
A: I knew you were going to say that, but you are justified this time. It was pretty boring and too long.
M: What can I say, I am predictable.
A: And Angelina was not good.
M: Is that Clint Eastwood directed?
M: Yeah, the impression I got was that her part mostly consisted of her screaming “Where’s my child!”
A: Yes. If I had the patience to watch it again, I would count how many times she screamed “my son.” It would give Michael from Lost a run for his money
M: haha. “WAAAAALLLLLLLTTTTTTT!”
A: Know what’s funny? The kid’s name in this movie is Walter.
M: Oh god, so much synchronocity!
I will say one last thing. Angelina is truly at her best when she plays crazy (Girl, Interrupted) or sexy badass (Wanted, Tomb Raider, Mr. and Mrs. Smith, Sky Captain, Gone in 60 Seconds, etc), which bodes very well for the upcoming Edwin A. Salt. Angelina is by no stretch of the imagination an ordinary woman and I honestly don’t think she has the acting chops to make me believe she is.