The whole thing just doesn't make sense. It's pregnancy, parents don't react that way. You don't consult your parents about whether love lasts forever. And 'In my opinion, the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are'? Oh yeah, of course, that's moving.
　　
I even think it's racist. I know it sounds silly as I always despise those who are so into PC. I'm fine with the 'you should go to China' line, but everyone in this movie is a good person with or without a little lovely flaw, except the it-has-fingernails Chinese girl and the coloured doc (or nurse) showing the baby image in womb, who are so totally annoyingly stupid with nothing to save them. Well personally I don't think the main characters are much more intelligent or sensible or cool as they tried so hard to convince us, but obviously American audience would disagree with me. Sorry for being stereotype, or racist.
　　
And I'm not satisfied with the idea that good music makes good movie. Feel sorry for the music.
　　
Guess I'm too old for these teenage movies anymore. You can stay in, I'm out.

 

 

Have to say it's a disappointment. Lesley Sharp and Jessica Stevenson, with script by Russell T. Davies... well, I thought the combination's strange but he should be ok.
　　
It obviously didn't work, disaster, wrong cast and a waste of actors. Lesley Sharp, actually I personally think she could be sweet in a Mike Leigh film, but an RTD romantic drama? No, she's way too tough. Maybe that's why they cast her. To convince the audience that the complete gay do have reasons falling in love with a woman. And as she's not the prettiest woman in Britain, although there's nothing wrong with her performance, all those close-ups didn't do her any good.
　　
Jessica Stevenson, I loved her in "Spaced", lovely loser, like everyone else in the gang. So I hate to say it, but she didn't do as well in "Black Books" and Confetti and Four Last Songs. She's more suitable to Simon Pegg stuff, well Simon Pegg himself is not quite in good state right now. She did a good job as this pathetic desperate female friend to the gay Bob here in "Bob & Rose", it's just the part was even more pathetic than I could take, utterly unlovable.
　　
Alan Davies's cute, selfish and sweet as a child. I might have fallen for him, had this TV series written by someone else, or can I say someone better?
　　
I know RTD's got a lot of fans. kk said he's amazing dealing with sexuality in Torchwood. But I was watching The League of Gentlemen, so RTD's nothing special. In this one, Bob just won't stop claiming although I love this woman and enjoy having sex with her, I'm still a complete gay. Doesn't make sense to me. What's so important about his sexuality, about being completely gay? What about Rose's sexuality? Should she be upset for not being seen as a woman? Or should she feel honoured for being loved by a complete gay? Thank God this almighty woman solved this problem by ignoring it. After all, it's only sexuality.
　　
I haven't watched his world famous Queer as Folk, but from what I've seen in "Torchwood" and "Bob & Rose", I won't even say he's mild. No, he's just so straight, posh and straight, in other words, a bit boring to my taste.

 

 

when we were kids, we believed in so many things out of nothing. every surprise could destroy us. the more we know, the less we believe. we grow up, and give up being surprised. when we can't help, we choose to be amazed rather than heartbroken.

and most amazingly, the oldest wound still hurts the worst. every time you look at it, the cut opens again, and you see your blood streaming out. you are confused, scared, helpless, as if you were back to where you got it, as if you'd never lived all these years.

irritating to see how stupid we were, frustrating to see we'll never be smart enough for this world.

 

 

(I don't know how accurate this movie is on the Manson Family. So I would just see it as a movie. )
　　　　
When I found Charlie and the family, or when Charlie found me, I got nowhere else to go. Well, not actually, if parents and relatives could be 'somewhere'. No, anywhere I go, I just don't fit in. Charlie told me that I was valuable and I was the most beautiful creature. He couldn't mean it, or could he? Maybe I AM valuable just no one else ever noticed. They took over all my belongings as soon as I got there. At first I felt a little insecure without anything MINE. But do I really need those stuff, if everything belongs to everyone? Then the stealing and the killing. Technically, killing people is easy, really. The only thing you need is the belief that killing is not a crime, not a sin. That's easy too, because that's what Charlie says, and he must be right, he has to be right. He's our saviour, we're all brothers and sisters, and we love each other, we'd do anything for each other, for Charlie.
　　　　
After a while, I felt somehow uncomfortable. Am I not used to living with love? Am I tired of love or what? I think I know what Manson Family means. It means it's a family. Yeah, a family, like other millions billions of families, where all members claim they love each other only because they can't face the fact that they don't. All liars and cowards. No, Charlie can't be wrong, 'coz if he Is wrong, he's not Jesus Christ, then what are we? Nothing? Our existence is totally meaningless? We can't bear the possibility of it.
　　　　
Then we got nicked. Here's my father asking 'Why?!' with tears in his eyes, as if he could understand, as if he would listen at all. 'WHY' is always so important though none of the asking ones ever want any answer. At that moment, I suddenly felt it all worthwhile, even only for confusing and upsetting him.
　　　　
Of course I came back to my old family at last. A convenient choice. So that's what I did in all those years, running away from a family, joining another, and running back, as a rebel, a traitor and a lost child. I didn't say much to my parents. The good thing about parents is that you don't have to explain everything to them, you'd better not.
　　　　
Sometimes, when people get annoying, I sort of miss my life with Charlie, wish I was still in his family. Then I laugh at myself thinking one family is better than another. But it's such a fun to imagine how these people would feel if I stab their families to death, leaving them wondering why. Such fantasy is pathetic I know, but 'pathetic' is THE truth about real life, isn't it?

 

 

 

I enjoyed the first 30 minutes so much and said to myself, i haven't seen a film as funny as this one for such a long time. Then Mr. Blair became a sentimental clown (with his wife a doubtless cunt), and the people finally got what they wanted. Blind bully, that's what the PUBLIC or PEOPLE is. It's sad to see one must modernise. Be mad with your people or you're the mad one.