The Age of Adaline, by Gene Bray

I saw the movie “The Age of Adaline” and we are blessed to have this. This is why movies can touch us so deeply. It stars Blake Lively. Blake is a she if you didn’t know. She plays Adaline. A beautiful young woman cursed to be alone forever. I loved her in this. Do you know who else loved her? The camera. The way it loved James Dean. A young Marlon Brando or Sidney Poitier. Is it because they are beautiful?. No, the camera only likes beauty. What does the camera love? Authenticity.[ Same as people huh? ]

Adaline was in love once but it was ripped away.. And it can never return. In this magical movie it is easy to understand why.

Ellyn Burstyn is also in it. She plays Adalines mother. A hopeless romantic who knows that no matter what; Love is the answer. And a mother will never give up on you. What an absolutely wonderful person she is here. …

Adaline knows she is unlovable and will have to go through life alone. There are many people who feel like that.

I Don’t know how great actors and actresses convey their feelings so clearly. But I do know When, they do..It’s like an aura overtakes them. Something supernatural. Like when great musicians seize our souls with music.

Maybe actors are not as happy as we think they are? Michael Hussiman tries to woo Adaline and he is so charming; and handsome; and successful and he can’t understand why Adaline won’t follow her heart. He sees how desperately she needs him.

And as I’m being swept away, along comes; Harrison Ford!. What? Yeah. Harrison Ford. The greatest performance he ever gave in my opinion. He dove into this movie. It’s electrifying. Riveting. Supernatural..

Four great actors with a great story, and each one giving us a message we need.. . So to all the young folks; please watch this movie on a large screen if possible. A t.v., or at least a large tablet.[ It’s on amazon prime video.for free.] Give movies a chance to change you. Turn off your phone. And your lights. Take a break. Remember when you used to go to the movies? It was dark and quiet. And everyone’s phone was off. You liked it that way didn’t ya? Allow yourself to be swept away by a magical story about the most important thing in life. The thing the poets write about. And the musicians sing about. The Beatles told us in 1967 “All You Need is Love.”

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  1. I love your reviews! So well written it makes me want to run to the theatre!

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