Remember Me

Overwritten and overcooked, Remember Me still manages a few explosive sequences between Pattinson and Pierce Brosnan.

Carries on at a leisurely pace, delivering minimal sentiment and then hits you with a grandiose and invalidated finale.

A teen-pleasing, low-key indie romance with one of the most demented final twists ever.

Put it this way, Coulter, there are over 3000 true stories you could have told, and this film may insult every single one.

Remember Me provides some mild domestic spats and lots of picturesque male brooding, but it's a pallid and oddly exploitative affair.

It's not good or bad, rather mainly gloomy. [Full review in Spanish]

Pattinson, who also serves as an executive producer for the film, takes baby steps toward breaking out as an actor.

Although this ditty about two pretty, broken lovebirds would never have been a groundbreaker, it might have worked better had it not labored under the shadow of a recent event that should never be pillaged as a deus ex machina.

Without providing proper context to justify the citation of this devastating chapter in history, the twist exposes Mr. Fetters as a mere lazy opportunist.