Fabbricante di lacrime

I tiptoed around this film on Netflix for ages, it just didn’t seem appealing at all. The cover alone looked terrible. But something about the fantasy, drama, and romance mix gave me a sliver of hope that it might not be a complete disaster. The opening scene was actually pretty decent, with some epic music setting the mood. But then, it all fell apart with sugary sweet relationships straight out of Twilight. When the initially intriguing soundtrack repeats for the hundredth time in another overly sentimental scene, it becomes infuriating. Sure, it might find its audience, especially among the more sensitive souls of today, but beyond that, I can't see who else the creators were targeting. The Tearsmith is an awful mess. I haven’t cringed this hard at a movie in a long time. (22.04.2024)