Review: Seven Pounds

As much as I love Will Smith, his new movie, Seven Pounds, just didn't do it for me. To tell you the truth, I think it tried a little too hard.

Not too long ago, I got into a debate with the fiance about Will Smith wanting to win an Oscar. He doesn't think he'll do it and I argue he will, but after this movie. I'm not so sure. Let me be clear. I enjoy Will as an actor. He's funny, smart, entertaining - the quintessential movie star - but I didn't see any of the above qualities in the movie. It's safe to say that this was his darkest role yet.

The film moved along really slow but was yet predictable. I think for the most part anyone who saw the film knew what was going to happen at the end. It had a great story, but it was executed poorly. Chopping up the story to build suspense wasn't the way to go. Had it just shown in a normal timeline, I would have enjoyed the movie even more. Either way, I still figured out what was going to happen. Rosario Dawson's performance didn't do it for me either. And I like her.

With its thorough effort to be deep and be one of the movies the talk of Tinseltown - earning Globe and Oscar nominations inevitably - it really fell flat. Surprisingly, I haven't read anything good or bad about the movie. Will was on Oprah the week before it came out which is truthfully the only reason I went out and saw the film. The trailer didn't do anything for me, it doesn't give any clues and neither did Will anytime he was questioned about it during an interview. But I see why now.

There was nothing to talk about.

If you haven't seen yet because your schedule hasn't allowed you...don't. Just wait until it goes to RedBox and rent it for $1. That's really all it's worth.

You be the judge.