As somebody who had not heard any of this before, it became a curious phenomenon to sit and watch a film and slowly have the realities begin to click into place.

It's easily one of the freshest, sharpest and most enjoyable films of this year.

Actress is magnificent and exudes a hypnotic screen presence in this affecting drama.

The film never slows down or bores, plunging from one harrowing sequence to the next.

The movie is not interest enough (bore and predictable plot), but I watch because it was nothing on TV the other night. Amanda Seyfried still can't act and there is no chemistry between her and the guy who played Vanessa Redgrave moody grandson. There's no character development at every characters. I don't understand why Vanessa Redgrave agreed to appear in this movie. The movie has nice scenery of Italy it makes you desire to visit one day. This movie is sleepover movie for tween & teenage girls.

Sadly the last film directed by Gary Winick before he died, this is an enjoyable enough romantic film, with a good central performance from Amanda Seyfried.It's very soppy and sentimental, but it's a moving film about second chances, and the need for hope both in a relationship and in life.I thought it was a nice film, and well worth a watch.

This was a really good story, with the added attraction of Vanessa Redgrave and her now-after-a-long-wait husband Franco Nero (Okay, I cheated, Wikipedia), but all the others are so drippy. It could have been a whole lot funnier and snappier. The book was written in 2006, and the movie came out in 2010. Don't these people use the internet?! I'm assuming that is how they found all those Lorenzos, but Sophie only had her laptop open once. Besides the awkward technical details, there is little chemistry between Sophie and Charlie, although we know from the beginning that they will get together. One hates to blame the director, as he died not long afterwards at the tragically young age of 49, but it just doesn't hang together as well as it could have. Makes me want to read the non-fiction book. And watch Redgrave and Nero in Camelot again...

The screen is constantly filtered yellow, the main character seemingly teleports from place to placeand the music drowns out any attempt at half decent dialogue. Amanda Seyfried possesses only the two abilities of staring at her feet and constantly looking like she's shat herself. The plot it rushed, incredibly unrealistic and the love interest's when together are reminiscent of couple's whose lives revolve around their babies farts and if it will rain whilst they eat scones on the porch. After losing the will to live watching Letters to Insulting Shakespeare pun, I can however in the spirit of the films arty-farty nonsense, be thankful I still have my health... just.