Clock This

Rating: 6/10 (7 September 2013)

I've always considered Richard Curtis to be vastly overrated, a pedestrian talent garlanded with Best of Breed gongs by the easily satisfied. This is not to say that I haven't enjoyed isolated moments from Four Weddings, Notting Hill, Love Actually - I had no interest in watching the drivel about pirate radio stations as my interests in that area lie in Real Music. On the other hand the cynic in Curtis has lucked in to the fact that most of us have lost either someone (relative, close friend) or a golden time (childhood, first love) that we would, given the chance, love to revisit albeit briefly, in order to experience profound happiness once again. This is, of course, a time- honoured (sorry about that) device that has informed such properties as It's A Wonderful Life, Carousel, Here Comes Mr. Jordan etc. I am no different to most people in this respect in that I, too, have lost someone, would dearly love to 'go back' even for just a fleeting moment, and am, therefore, susceptible to films like this and recognizing this in myself, am prepared to overlook the flaws noted here by other viewers.