Have you ever just met someone and felt a deep connection or love at first sight? I have, and when I sobered up it was like
a bad dream with consequences.
This
is cinema however, and a recurring theme with Henry Jaglom &
Victoria Hoyt, the same folks who did "Festival in Cannes" and "Last
Summer in the Hamptons". Deja Vu has the same chatty unpolished sense
of intimacy that I liked about those films, but the dialog, hokey story, and especially the editing,
bring it down a notch.
Dillane
is excellent as always, and Victoria as Dana has a natural
unselfconscious way about her, but too many hand-wringing overwrought
scenes became annoying. I lost count of how many times one of
them expressed shock at the coincidences, and she just came unglued.
Heck, even her fiance didn't get that upset
when she told him the wedding was off. Normally falling in love with
some stranger while on vacation can cause problems for spouses or
boyfriends, but we're talkin' Soul-Mates here.
Vanessa
Redgrave is on the sidelines encouraging the star-crossed pair to
"jump in, jump into life!", probably because she's sick of hearing
Victoria's bellyaching.
They're
all staying at the same house in
London, but the reasons and relationships are a bit fuzzy. It
went off on some tangents that seemed to have no relationship to the
story. Something
metaphysical is going on too that involves the White Cliffs of Dover
and I think their parents were boning each other during the war, so
they might even be brother and sister but don't quote me on that.
I wasn't paying close attention, to be honest. Suffice it to say, Sean
and Dana
were meant to be together. You romantic saps will dig it.
