I do not like children’s books, especially those with orphans. “I do not like post-modernism, post-apocalyptic settings, post-mortem narrators or magical realism. This little rant should be fun, and it lands like a long-rotten melon dropped from a reasonable height. drinks wine until he’s blackout drunk, insults customers and even the cute publishing rep Amy ( Lucy Hale) trying to talk him into highlighting her wares. Nayyar plays the guy as no one you’d like to know all the way through the film, when we’re supposed to warm to him as other characters eventually do.Ī.J. While that’s fair, as that is the widowed character’s MO when we meet him, it doesn’t make for anything embraceable. He takes an amusing curmudgeon, a bookish loner given to exasperated diatribes about literature because as a bookstore owner he has his opinions, and plays him as if he’s lost the will to live. The film version fails utterly to provide a big screen boost to the acting career of Kunal Nayyar, the “Big Bang Theory” alumnus in the title role. It takes guts to streamline, to know what is cinematic and essential to the story, and to “murder your darlings with edits.” And “Fikry” is Exhibit A about why you don’t let authors adapt their novels.
What’s left is Hallmark Channel mawkish, with halfhearted performances and perfunctory direction. The action doesn’t flow at all, and relationships have a brittle, abrupt quality. It mopes along when it isn’t leaving out what seem to be whole passages, transitions, backstory and the like. Fikry” offered readers are wrung out of it in its enervated adaptation to the big screen. Whatever pleasures the best-selling novel “The Storied Life of A.J.
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