Assuming you’ve managed to miss the advertisements for Remember Me, this is the movie that’s supposed to convince us that there’s a real actor beating within the bosom of the apparently swoonerific Twilight star Robert Pattinson. To this end, he neither sparkles in the sunlight, nor does he walk toward the camera in slow-motion. He is, however, even more gloomy than his tween-enthralling vampirific character, having seemingly co-opted his Twilight love interest’s mopiness in the transition to serious drama. Where in Twilight: New Moon wrote endless self-absorbed, self-tragedifying e-mails (emo-mails?) to a non-responsive correspondent, Pattinson’s Tyler Hawkins pens long letters to his dead brother in a notebook. Pattinson has also been afforded a double-dose of youthful angst of the sort once popularized by James Dean and Marlon Brando — to the degree that I kept expecting him to scream, “You’re tearing me apart,” or claim that he “coulda been a contender,” which, unfortunately, he never does. He gets involved with a girl (Emilie De Ravin), who’s also on the damaged, angsty side. Unfortunately, this was part of a bet and lays the groundwork for much misunderstanding that might have worked out in the end — if the movie (which is set in 2001) hadn’t opted to tastelessy co-opt a real life tragedy to its own cheesy nonsense. A must to avoid.
Director: Allen Coulter
Writer: Will Fetters
Producer: Nick Osborne
Cast: Robert Pattinson, Emilie de Ravin, Chris Cooper, Lena Olin, Tate Ellington, Ruby Jerins and Pierce Brosnan