I couldn't sleep last night and went and turned the TV on at about in wee hours of the morning. 7 Pounds was just coming on. I had thought about watching it, but always caught it in the middle. I thought I'd watch a little then head for an hour or two back to bed before my day started. I ended up watching the whole movie.
I know this flick was panned pretty badly, but I thought it was a great flick... a really great flick. It's certainly not happy or uplifting... at least not in a tradiitional way, but the dark place Smith's character is in was just very compelling to watch. I thought it depicted a true sense of despair that may be entirely unique to an individual. It captured something and I have to admit there were more than a couple of times where I had tears welling up in my eyes. I found the movie took me to a sad place but did so in an empathetic way.
I'm not a movie critic so I don't really know how to explain it correctly. I asked around today and no one saw it. All I got was, "I heard it wasn't very good." Odd because it was one of the best movies I've seen in awhile.
Then again, I thought Hancock was a pretty good movie too.