Don’t waste your time.
I hesitate to spend too much of my own time reviewing this mess of a film, but I will press on, at least briefly, as a warning to the rest of you.
The film is dead boring. And when there is any action at all, it is predictable.
You can tell the film is based on a book (Michael Crichton) because it plods like a book. You have the urge to skim at a number of points, but, alas, you can’t. (I had people watching with me, and I didn’t want to be rude. Though they might not have objected, had I asked).
The premise, if you must know, is that a scientist has gone back in time through a wormhole and is trapped in the past. His son and some other archaeologists are enlisted to go back and save the fellow. Sure, it could be exciting. But there is altogether too much talking involved with going back in time. Apparently, for the process to work, you must be lulled into a boredom-induced stupor.
The ratings board gave the film a PG-13 for “violence and brief language.” We (Julie, Maggie and I) were incredulous that the language could have been considered brief, and we were looking forward to some violence which might break up the endless scenes of people telling each other stuff you would have normally read in the book.
In the end, there is a scene that is apparently supposed to have some serious significance, but the poor direction leaves you wondering what the heck is going on. But it’s not so much the direction that is to blame. The screenplay is just horrific.
OK - I’ve wasted enough time trashing Timeline. Skip it. Really. If you must see it, get someone else to pay for the rental and make sure you either have a lot of caffeine on hand or a ready escape route. Or, bring a book.Posted by James at April 20, 2004 3:23 PM