Watched it again last night, "lack of Chemistry."
I own the BluRay of this movie and it is one I watch periodically, I like everything about it.
Every few weeks it seems someone posts something here about "lack of Chemistry". Well that's the whole point, isn't it?
Anna and William couldn't be more different. She is American, she is a famous and wealthy actress, she lives in a fantasy world with handlers, she seems very happy in it but realizes it is all fake, all superficial, with no genuine friends who like her for who she is.
He is English, he is mostly anonymous, he runs a book shop that loses money, but he has a great set of close friends, their idea of a good evening is celebrating a birthday and having fun.
This movie works precisely because of this and of course there is "no Chemistry" when it begins. Even William, the logical one, knows it and that is why near the end he tells her he will pass on her request. He just doesn't see it working. He doesn't understand Anna yet.
The movie would have been totally different, and vastly inferior, if they had hit it off right away and every encounter had turned out perfectly. We are entertained by watching the struggle, by enjoying the journey and at the very end we see that they do in fact "have Chemistry", it just takes a while for both of them to get to that point.
..*.. TxMike ..*..
Sometimes I think we're alone in the universe, and sometimes not. Either way the implication is staggering.