Book Club

So I’ve had a mini hiatus as work has been quite demanding since I last published my Bitcoin article. That and sheer laziness or rather to be less blunt, my hamartia of procrastination. #lazysunday seems to be synonymous of my Instagram page even trumping #booklover and #bookreviews. However, yesterday was less like my usual #lazysunday which normally consists of book reading and anime watching. I met up with my Japanese language exchange partner Yuki and engaged in what I consider to be pretty competent Japanese banter.

I also thought I might take of advantage of a Wuntu offer to watch a cineworld movie for only £3. With only 10 hours left to redeem the voucher, I thought to myself; ‘Why not?’ and was very much pleased to see that Avengers: Infinity War was still being shown.

I had resolved to watch it again as it was only £3 anyway but scrolling through the list of available movies, I saw listed among the ranks; ‘Book Club.’ ‘I like books,’ I thought ‘And I’ve seen Infinity War twice already.’ With that I promptly decided to watch something other than the typically action, Sci-fi, other worldly blockbusters I normally go to experience on the big screen.


And so we have Book club. A movie about “books,” a movie that pushes the boundaries of representation on the grounds of age and gender, a movie that proves CGI can, in fact transgress the borders of Superhero and Fantasy movies.

Unfortunately, that’s where the pros end. How meagre they were. Although many others in the movie theatre were laughing merrily at the clever quips and witticisms, I only saw it as a woeful attempt at humour. This movie is more about four pension-aged women trying to get laid than anything else. The elected book that formed the basis of their quaint club seems to compound this fact. I won’t mention which book it was as I feel that constitutes a spoiler but it was definitely a let-down that set a superficial tone rather than the seemingly light-hearted one they were after.

Maybe I’m asking too much when I say that I would’ve been happier if they had incorporated a bit more critical review and a bit less banter but it probably would’ve made it less superficial. There was an attempt at this but that was all but overshadowed by the movie’s obsession with the ladies sex life.

The other gripes I had with this movie were the painfully unnatural monologues spoken in tandem with the most cringe worthy inspirational  music in the background. And the main protagonist’s love interest whose smile, for some reason, made me think of a serial killing paedophile. I wholly believe that one should not be adversely judged or judged at all based on appearance but if a strange man came up to me (especially in the dark) and smiled at me like that, I may not be able control the involuntary reflexes of my bowel movements.

Despite my harsh critique, I wouldn’t mind watching this movie again oddly enough, but to be fair it would probably be something I’ll stream on putlocker to fall asleep to.


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