Maria read The Time Traveler’s Wife and wanted to see the movie, so we did. I liked it.

If you haven’t heard of it before, the premise is that Henry, played by Eric Bana, has a rare genetic dysfunction which causes him to travel through time. Without giving away loads of detail, he meets a girl, while traveling through time, and they fall in love. As a not-too-often lover of romantic-type movies, I would compare The Time Traveler’s Wife to P.S. I Love You, which I liked more because it was partly set in Ireland.

The Time Traveler’s Wife was interesting. It’s time-travel element makes things more interesting and I appreciate that the author (of the book the film is based on) didn’t cut any corners or make things too easy for her time-traveling protagonist: he can’t choose where he goes, and always ends up there naked. As if time-traveling isn’t isolating enough, he’s forced to break-and-enter and find something to wear, every time he does it. Oh, and he can’t control it either.

It’s a heartfelt movie, but not cheesy. It’s fun, but not tacky. It makes you appreciate what you’ve got and hope to heck that you never lose it. But the ending (which Maria says is different than the book), in my opinion, sucks.

What is neat, and we didn’t realize until after, is that the majority of the movie was filmed in Toronto and features gloriously Canadian content: the wedding band is Broken Social Scene.

While it’s not my favourite movie ever—not even my favourite romantic movie ever—it’s not bad, probably even pretty good. That is to say, we watched it after just finishing The Fourth Kind and it didn’t fully wash the bad taste from my mouth.

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