The other night, I woke abruptly out of a deep sleep. Unsettled, I got up and grabbed something to drink, checked on BougieMom (deep in sawing-log-land) and then crawled back into bed. I tossed fitfully for another ten minutes or so before giving up and reaching for the remote control. Surfing around, I decided to watch August Rush. The first few minutes of the movie were rather obscure and I was tempted to change the channel. But something about it held me and one the story unfolded, I was hooked. I also boo-hooed through the majority of it.
August Rush is a super-sentimental, loaded with coincidence, musical odyssey that a lot of people will find over the top "schmaltzy". Long synopsis short: Lyla (a cellist played by Keri Russell) and Louis (a guitarist played by Jonathon Rhys Meyers) meet at a party and spend one enchanted evening together. Kept apart by interfering family members, Lyla is nonetheless pregnant. Her über-controlling Pops tells her the baby died while in reality he gave little Evan away for adoption. Fast forward to 11 years later and Evan is in a group home for kids. Evan meets up with a social worker (played by Terrence Howard who kind of sleep walks through the role) and tells him he believes he can find his parents through music which he hears all around him. He breaks out of the home, goes to New York, is shuffled into musical servitude to a creepy dude named Wizard (played extra-creepy by Robin Williams) who renames him August Rush. August breaks away from him, lands in a church (pastored by Mykelti Washington), goes to Julliard, gets his own concert and after some more Wizard drama, plays his music for the masses in Central Park. The masses just happen to include Lyla and Louis who have individually made their way back to New York searching for what was lost over eleven years earlier. I defy anyone to watch the last two minutes of this film without getting a little misty. I (who never USED to be a crier) sniffled and wept for the entire last ten minutes.
Even though I have a strange love of mafia and shoot-em-up movies (thanks for getting me hooked on those stupid Transporter films BougieYoungerBro), I also like something a little whimsical and extraordinary every now and again. If you don't mind a little over-the-top melodrama and fantasy and get a chance to check out August Rush, it's worth a look-see. And yes, it falls squarely into chick-flick territory. There is music and singing and crying and girl-boy issues. But fellas, think of the points you'll score by watching this one!
Had anyone else seen August Rush? What did you think?