I'm not sure what Peter Jackson was smoking when he made this meandering disaster but the painfully drawn-out CGI with its mood of dreamy detachment did not represent the sensations of a murdered teenager in limbo but rather a complete loss of focus and involvement in the fate of both the living and the dead. Had the running time been halved and something approaching relatable behaviour been scripted for the principals, it might have held this viewer's attention but in its present incarnation it is incomprehensible and painfully dull.
Review of The Lovely Bones
