But because the adaptation of the movie of the same name is more superficial, it can only barely give 2 stars.
I'll try to be vague to avoid spoilers.
First of all, the first chapter of the original book was drastically reduced to just 6 minutes. The relationship between Alice and her hometown and relatives is hardly laid out. The "Elizabeth and Darcy" love affair between her and Jim disappeared even more. So much so that in the second half of the film, she is like a bitch who is changing.
Then, Alice's life in the United States was also reduced to a pink fairy tale. The people around her are so kind and friendly, her growth is so smooth, and her love is so sweet and warm. I don't think Tobin has written a romance novel for urban white-collar workers.
In the end, the film also forced a superfluous ending. An inexplicable and brazen prodigal son turned back. A vulgar echo before and after his grandma's house. A reunion that embarrassed me.
In short, I was surprised that a film co-produced by Ireland, Britain, and Canada made the feeling of the American dream. How much does the screenwriter kneel and lick the American dad?
Therefore, giving 2 stars is very reluctant.
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