Last weekend, I saw The Odd Life of Timothy Green with my 9-year old daughter. She’d seen the previews on television and had been counting down the days until the movie opened.
I have a few things to say about the movie.
The movie plot . . . was improbable at best. And kind of annoying, if truth be told. I won’t spoil it for you but let’s just say that I found the actual happenings of the movie to be kind of dumb (a pencil made out of leaves somehow saves the day?).
But, I’m not the demographic. I know.
Here’s what I did love about the movie:
1) Jennifer Garner’s lovely acting.
2) Jennifer Garner’s wardrobe. Oh, I loved the dresses and cardigans. So adorable.
3) The light. The glowing, autumnal light was really beautiful.
As the movie came to a close, to my utter embarrassment, I began to cry. Despite the improbable plot, the annoying contrivances in the plot, and silly crises meant to move the story along . . . the emotions still bubbled up.
My daughter kept peeking at me and I kept trying to wipe away tears without her noticing that I was crying.
I blame perimenopause.