Lengthy saga about a family growing up practically in the wilderness, ignorant to most of the world outside.*************************** Legends of the Fall. Lengthy saga about a family growing up practically in the wilderness, ignorant to most of the world outside. Brad Pittís primal character is most focused on, son of ex-military colonel Anthony Hopkins; the sometimes Whartonian tale covers the map with his inner and outer dilemmas, accomplishments and love. However, for all of this animal and human instinct meshed together, Legends of the Fall gets often times dull, staying at a standstill even though the images are moving forward. The entire plot is predictable and inevitable (thatís where it loses the classiness of Edith Whartonís touch), and even though the tragedies and hardships are no fun to endure (back to siphoning from Wharton), they are expected and maudlin. Most of the performances are fairly engaging, but Hopkinsí character suffers a stroke and from that early point on, is relegated to being emmewed, walled-up and unserviced. Itís a bit embarrassing to shackle such a capable and willing actor and bask him in limbo. The whole linkage to romance and love also becomes excessively employed, overly sentimental (once Adian Quinn finally gets to have the comely Julia Ormond for himself, sexually he gets sloppy seconds, and emotionally, he is the third of the brothers that she is hinged to). The musical score is recklessly annoying and over-dramatic, but John Tollís picture-perfect and uninfected terrain at least emanates a fresh-breathe of stolen air.
Directed by Edward Zwick. With Bart the Bear.Final Verdict: C+.