Amnesia movies continue to thrive. This latest, The Vow, made a bunch of money but was widely panned. And should have been. It's a sad day when the amnesia is more credible than the male lead.
The Vow purports to based on the story of Krickitt (sic) Pappas, who lost the memory of eighteen months of her life in a automobile accident. Her husband re-courted he. and re-won her; they lived happily ever after. She never regained her memory of those month.
i have no reason to doubt the story. And Rachel McAdams is the most persuasive amnesia-victim I've yet encountered. Because she doesn't take the amnesia for granted, Hollywood-wise, but struggles to figure it out, she seems to be genuinely afflicted.
Nevertheless, it's incredible that she should love the lump of all lumps, the lumpish Channing Tatum, who turns his character, Kim Carpenter, into a affectless lump. Nor do I believe that the lovers either met or were reunited at the "Cafe Mnemonic."
The Vow is pure, unashamed soap opera, though more credible on the disease than most amnesia offerings.