I take no pleasure in writing this. I deeply wanted to love this movie. I want to love all movies with a good message or at least a good heart. The level of commitment alone that it took to film this movie was astounding. Everyone involved needed to take some time out of their school or work schedules to film only like one scene at a time, for over a decade. I’d personally have a hard time even caring after a while.
While I respect everyone involved for their commitment, I must still judge this movie on the basis that it is still a movie. Just because something took an obscenely long time to create, that doesn’t make it good.
Before I begin, I want to emphasize that I understand why people liked this movie. It has heart, it has a good message. While I don’t think this movie was all that good, I’m not judgmental of those who enjoyed it.
Most of the time, the dialogue was contrived. It was written like someone who was trying too hard. The dialogue in this movie is identical to the attempt at humor in Suicide Squad: very forced. Not to mention, most of the things the characters say are cliche to the point it feels like they took clips of dialogue from other movies instead of writing their own.
“What’s the meaning of everything? I know we weren’t in the middle of something that would prompt me to ask this philosophical question, but I just randomly need to ask it for some reason.”
“That’s okay, son. The writers are just trying to make this movie deep, even if it is clunky and doesn’t flow well with our current situations. But to answer your question, the meaning of everything is [insert phrases everyone has already heard from dozens of other movies].”
The abusive stepdad at the beginning was not believable in the slightest.
I could NOT take the sister seriously. It’s like every time the camera was on, she had the hardest time not laughing. Every scene she’s in, it really looked like she was trying to hold in laughter.
Not to mention, the brother and sister look absolutely nothing alike. The sister definitely didn’t look related to her supposed biological parents. This was the fault of Hollywood nepotism. The actress playing the sister is the daughter of the director, so, of course she’d be in the movie even if she was a terrible choice for the character.
The kids’ biological parents were both good people, which made it baffling that they were not only divorced, but never even became sort-of friends afterward. Seriously, the dad was a great dad.
That scene with the teenagers hanging out talking about girls was unbearable. That scene had the most forced dialogue I’ve ever seen in any movie, and that’s saying a lot.
I couldn’t help but wonder throughout the entire movie why the boy was the main character. He didn’t really have any aspirations or dreams. He didn’t have a dark side, he didn’t have any serious struggles. Throughout the whole movie, I felt he was written to just be a blank slate, who grows up to like girls, and that’s all his character amounts to, or even wants to amount to.
In conclusion, I can, again, see why people like the movie, but I feel it’s only possible to like the movie for its most superficial trait: It took 12 years to make. That is impressive, no doubt, but a movie has to be more than just its unorthodox production. Boyhood is decent, and I wouldn’t mind seeing it again, but I certainly wouldn’t call it great.