The Age of Adaline is fantastical story of a woman, Adaline (Blake Lively), who has been stuck at age 29 for about a hundred years, due to a freak car accident. She spends her whole life running from cops, friends, lovers, in hopes to remain anonymous and keep her secret safe. That is until she meets Ellis (played by Michiel Huisman), who she wants to tell her secret to after she manages to fall in love with him over the span of a few days.
The movie manages to be slightly less terrible than the above description makes it out to be. Thanks to director Lee Toland Krieger (known for Celeste and Jesse Forever ), there are some delicately handled shots, and keen uses of color. Beyond that, the film measures up to little more than a Nicholas Sparks inspired romantic drama. Blake Lively attempts to infuse her “29” year-old character with mental age by way of language, mannerisms, and nostalgia. However, it comes across less like an old, experienced woman trapped in a young body, and more like Blake Lively just trying to seem old.
The romance between Adaline (who at this point in her life goes by the alias Jenny) and Ellis has its sweet moments, but in no way does it justify her revealing her secret. Harrison Ford plays Ellis’s father, who also happens to be Adaline’s love from decades prior. I’ll leave the final chapter of the film up to your imagination. I guarantee everything you’re thinking might happen, does. This is a perfectly innocuous film, and for those with a penchant for romance movies will most likely not be disappointed. For anyone else, just avoid it altogether. If you are wrangled into seeing it, however, there is a silver lining. Get ready for the most spot on performance from Anthony Ingruber who plays Harrison Ford’s character as a young man. I’m convinced it’s actually Harrison Ford as a young man.
The Age of Adeline comes out in Philadelphia area theaters today.
Author: Catherine Haas
Catherine Haas is Philly born and raised, and is currently pursuing her masters in film history at Columbia University. When she’s not organizing her Criterion DVDs by spine number, she can usually be found ostensibly reading a pretentious poetry anthology in the park while introducing herself to all the dogs.