Oh, brother.This is the formula: write a "let's all collectively puke" romance book, in the style and manner of Danielle Steel, the queen of trash, and Barbara Carland, the everlasting ruler of the romance garbage inc. But, to avoid comparison with these two, let's put something completely unexpected......something deep, something dramatic.....oh, yeah! Something like dying. Since there is no happy ending, by default, it has to be a great book, you know, one with a certain impact.
And then, write a movie script, sell it, make a movie, get Anne Hathaway to fake the British accent...and whoa!
Thing is, Hathaway can barely deal with the American. And even though I would love to turn on my hating mode towards her at the moment, she is just a tiny spot in the graphic of somebody named David Nicholls - the brain behind this masterpiece of bullshit. And yet, wasn't there a similar character a couple of years ago, with the same agenda?
Let's turn to our friend, Google. Nicholas Sparks, books turned into movies: The Notebook, The Last Song, Dear John, A Walk to Remember, Message in a Bottle......and yeah, you guessed it, all these "love stories" end tragically. Surprise, surprise.
So, dear Mr. Nicholls, now that your Anne Hathaway has been plastered over a truck 20 minutes before the movie ended (bummer), how about using the rocket as a vehicle of death in your next book? Since, you see, being in love with somebody for 20 years and seeing him/her once a year on an exact same date may not be too plausable to some people but being hit by a rocket, well, that happens all the time. Think about it.
And just so you all know, the next brilliant project for Mr. Nicholls is going to be re-writing the script for Dickens' Great Expectations, by completely changing the original ending. I kid you not.
5 out of 10.
