Got salmon? You can go fishing in the Yemen. The Film
Fatales review Salmon Fishing in the Yemen.
2011. PG-13. 107 minutes. Starring Ewan
McGregor, Emily
Blunt, Amr
Waked, Kristin Scott Thomas and Rachael Stirling.
Directed by Lasse Hallström
A
fisheries expert is approached by a consultant to help realize a Sheikh's
vision of bringing the sport of fly-fishing to the desert and embarks on an
upstream journey of faith and fish to prove the impossible possible. [imdb]
elizabeth: Blah, blah, blah. If you never listen to me again in
your life, you must see this movie to experience Amr Waked’s portrayal of Sheikh Muhammed. I am not ashamed to say that
medics had to tend to me three times during the movie. Those hypnotic eyes.
That smile. Those flowing gowns. Medics are needed in aisle three.
Okay, so we didn’t go see
the movie to jump start my heart again. We went as serious movie reviewers. LOL.
I just bet the make-out couple in front of us had to go home and read the book.
So when did making out before, during, and after the movie become the thing for
people over 50 to do at the cinema? Where do I sign up?
Back to the Yemeni sheik
and the premise of Salmon Fishing
in the Yemen: Sheikh Muhammed wants to bring salmon fishing to
his country as a way to symbolize harmony between the East and the West.
Brilliant idea. So when things get tough, you go fishing together. It could
almost work.
Nicole: While Elizabeth is clearly smitten (as was I) with Amr
Waked, the other actors’ performances were equally well crafted. I was totally
expecting to be bored out of my mind during this film. I figured, eh, if it’s
terrible, I’ll just drool over Ewan McGregor for two hours. Wasn’t I pleasantly
surprised to be so totally drawn in?
My heart broke a little for
Ewan’s tragic-comic portrayal as fisheries expert Dr. Alfred Jones, whose
high-functioning Autism makes him equal parts outspoken and introverted. My heart
broke again for Emily Blunt’s Harriet, who fights through her shyness to open
up to love only to experience instantaneous tragedy followed by unexpected
surprise. And I nearly peed myself with laughter at Kristin Scott Thomas’
portrayal of the Prime Minister’s press secretary – a really surprising
departure for her that was a delight to watch.
And I think, ultimately,
that’s what really made this movie. It was not so much the story or the
directing or the art direction – but the characters. And in other hands,
perhaps those characters wouldn’t have been as loveable as Ewan, Emily, and
Kristin made them. With another cast, Elizabeth and I might well have preferred
to watch the middle-aged couple in front of us necking for two hours. (I do
hope they found a hotel room. Oh, how I wish I could unsee the things I’ve
seen.)
elizabeth: You were going to drool while sitting next to me? And we
were making fun of that sucking-face couple?
Nicole: Hey, you were the one who needed a defibrillator
whenever Amr appeared on screen. Pot. Kettle. Black.
elizabeth: I am very confident in stating that this one of my
favorite movies in a long time. I like movies that are like a soft kiss on the
lips as opposed to whatever the couple in front of us was doing. I am so in
favor of people trying to come up with ways for the world to live in harmony
that I will accept a fictional account for 107 minutes.
And, Nicole, when are we
going to disagree? God forbid people will think we get along. If they only
knew.