That's My Dad. |
Whenever I believe something is fantastic by any means, I instinctively subtitle it as "That's My Dad", since dads are a given synonym for fantastic. Albeit not every father is great, on this website we'll live in our fantasies where everyone's dad goes fishing with you, takes you to strip clubs, concerts and manages to impress your friends with his 96' Impala. That's My Dad: A collection of all things considered, neglected and popularized. |
My name is Mohammed Zain and I am an entertainment writer. I am currently 17.
Since the start of this summer, That’s My Dad has been my continuous workplace. I’ve written on a near daily basis, reviewing films, video games, books and music. I sincerely thank all of my followers for reading and enjoying my work; this website means a lot to me and I’m looking forward to expanding it as time goes on. Things to come hopefully are video reviews and coverage over any film and music festivals I happen to attend. I truly am grateful for my following and my readers, thank you for reading my opinion. Reminding once again that I do take recommendations on things to review next, so don’t hesitate to recommend.
Thank you for reading and please keep following.
For anyone interested, I’ve left a list of things I’ve reviewed this summer as a reference to revisit or read for the first time.
Films:
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Part 2 (2011)
I Love You, Phillip Morris (2009)
Music:
Colin Stetson - New History Warfare Vol. 2
Danger Mouse & Daniele Luppi - Rome
Death Cab for Cutie - Codes and Keys
Evangelicals - The Evening Descends
Janelle Monae - The ArchAndroid
Mayer Hawthorne - A Strange Arrangement
Mumford and Sons - Sigh No More
Paul Simon - So Beautiful or So What
Portugal. the Man - In the Mountain in the Clouds
Ski Beatz - 24 Hour Karate School
Washed Out - Within and Without
Television:
Video Games:
Books:
Kind-hearted people bring out the best in us. It’s a social tendency.
Through a handful of romance-based scenarios, we are told a combination of stories that hold their weight in importance before us and tickle our hearts, just not as well as they should. Our primary focus on this film retains on Steve Carell’s character and the ripples of his divorce that effect the people both related and unrelated around him. It’s a domino effect through a continuous string of events, an angle taken on rom-coms many times, soon to be exhausted. This is where many of the film’s flaws seep in; plot structures feel all too mechanical and slightly rushed beyond its comfort zone. Few of the independent story-lines between duos in this film, of which they are many, are slightly spoiled and hopelessly attempt to win us over with its absolutely relentless passion over the traditional qualities on love. This is where the film begins to shine.
Crazy, Stupid, Love is a film with a heart of pure gold that truly wants you to appreciate and embrace the ultimately positive core of romance. It certainly explores its dark sides, tastefully and bluntly, then offers the light out of the tunnel; leaving a sweeter impact that provides humor on both ends of the stick. Not only internally, but much of the humor comes from the well written and delivered dialogue dished out from the best: Steve Carell, Ryan Gosling, Emma Stone, Marisa Tomei and the new Analeigh Tipton. Plenty of weak links are found in the cast as well: Julianne Moore and Kevin Bacon give another round of poorly executed performances as well as some rather irritating performances from the younger members of the cast; the weight of this film’s success was majorly on the cast and it was a shame to see it dip with Moore and Bacon. Plenty of moments also fell flat by some juvenile direction that neglected potential moments where its darker qualities should have been fleshed out further for a more authentic and realer feel.
By and by, its flaws are made up for by plenty of humanistic comedy through a handful of whole-hearted characters and a sincere approach towards all forms of affection lost in a post-modern society.
This film was my mom.
