“Your Lover’s Last Letter” Review: That Elusive Thing Called Love, Entertainment News
What to say: correction; what can be said about “new” love that has not already been said in the cinema? Director Augustine Frizzell’s visual adaptation of Jojo Moyes’ book of the same name challenges the various ideologies of the logic of love by sticking to the ever-elusive concept of love – one “emotionally rich” letter at a time .
“La Piscine”, “Juene & Julie”, “Moonlight Magic” by Woody Allen and many iconic films have their origins rooted in the Mediterranean coast of France – the Côte d’Azur. Naturally, the Frizzell love saga has stiff competition in its path and an all too common history. Two young English but discouraged in love meet on a sunny morning – arrogant but admirable financial journalist Anthony O’Hare (Callum Turner) is fascinated by Ms. Jenny Stirlings (Shailene Woodley) steadfast frankness about her life and knowledge . worldly manners, and Jenny, bewildered by her shameless depreciation of her high-profile British life and a successful but mean-spirited husband, Larry (Joe Alwyn). “My wife considers anything that is not in the pages of Vogue to be unworthy of her time and attention,” he says condescendingly.
Nonetheless, the searing chemistry and suppressed desires of “illicit” romantics could fill a room with smoke and fire. But, in 1965, “adulterous” women were disowned by their relatives, regardless of the circumstances in which one might have “sinned”.
Decades past may have perished what could very well pass as youthful exuberance, but avid London Tribune reporter Ellie Haworth (Felicity Jones) in 2017 stumbles upon love letters exchanged by chance. Curious, almost obsessed, Ellie vows to trace the two, their history, their PO boxes and eventually, help them reunite. If they haven’t already.
Some films are directed by perfectionists, and as a result, every image we see on the big canvas is staged and rehearsed, while others go with the flow. This one is inclined towards the latter. The framework is split into two halves, two timelines – one parked in wartime and chaos with elitism at its core, and the other, in the contemporary “WhatsApp” and “ghost” world. “Your lover’s last letter” bounces between these two timelines, only to converge. Frizzell may lose the original charm of the art direction of butterflies in the belly, maple leaves in the hair, but he resuscitates the script with the help of his main actors. “Marylebone Station, Friday, 7:15 pm. I’ll wait for you, ”- the creator’s flirtation with the plot element convinces us – viewers – to hang on until the sun sets on this one.
Call it habit, but Shailene Woodley naturally raises our expectations, especially when she is headlining a saga of desperately in love onscreen. Did the interpretation of “The Fault In Our Stars” spoil us a little too much? Perhaps. In her expensive fedoras, satin dresses, through winged eyeliner and kohl-edged eyes, Shailene Woodley speaks of a thousand emotions every mile. It also helps that her camaraderie with the suave and sexy Callum Turner translates onscreen as a fashionable prerequisite for a love story, mostly of the primitive genre. In the world of romance, they are Yin and Yang.
Felicity Jones is sincere in being an emotionally bankrupt workaholic, sprinkling modernity all over the script, for authenticity, perhaps. However, she seems beside himself, even more so in the second half. His partner in crime Rory (Nabhaan Rizwan) is friendly as a needy and nerdy archivist. If they’re the catalyst for the big reveal, then they’ve done their job well.
Besides the clothes and bouffant hair, “The Last Letter From Your Lover” deserves a shout out for capturing the essence of this long lost era through music. From Nancy Sinatra’s “Summer Wine” to Melanie’s “Johnny Boy”, the heart and soul of the late 1960s are locked in these timeless pieces; all recovered – in their raw form – for this old-fashioned love story.
“The last letter of your lover” can be whipped for lack of originality, and even educated for not having brought new forms of expression in this genre made to death. But, hey, some movies are all-hearted and this one is it. As Anthony “Boot” O’Hare puts it, “… you have my heart in your hands.” So come on… fall in love!
“Your Lover’s Last Letter” is streaming on Netflix.