As we would call it: A 'thirteen in a dozen' (dime a dozen) movie. The wonderful world of Amsterdam; Perfect life, perfect house, a mix of orientations and cultures, the Sun is shining; It's not Amsterdam and it most certainly doesn't represent the Nethetlands. But in movies like this: Life. Is. perfect. Period.
In the middle part ot the movie that perfect life mostly falls apart: The boyfriend isn't the one, the other guy has different plans, a close relative dies.. Drama. That's life.
And the last part of the movie is all perfect again. Like the viewer would expect.
That is: Like we would expect it. We stopped watching.
Review of Single Street
