This is not just another English love story, it is another English love story where a beautiful little dark-haired wonder fawns over a grumpy paraplegic in a wheelchair. Emilia Clarke's character is apparently a flamboyant transvestite trapped in a woman's body. I guess she desperately needs a job - because she is endlessly buying expensive clothes.
The guy in the wheelchair appropriately looks like that Superman guy who became a paraplegic after falling off a horse, which was sad. But, in this movie, the guy is somehow able to hold his head up, breathe, use his fingers, and write a letter, even though he is paralyzed from the neck down. But, otherwise, the movie is sympathetic to his severe disability, even though he is an asshole about it. He lives in a castle, of course, which is a compensation most disabled people never have - plus it is the ultimate chick magnet. But no. Adam Sandler did not contribute to this movie.
This movie will make you cry. However, I suggest that you do not look it up online, or read the plot before you watch it. This movie should be watched cold. Also, if you would like to audition to be the perky attendant superhumanly devoted only to cheering me up and making me tea, please apply within the lobby. I promise I will pay you handsomely. And, by, "handsomely," I mean, with my natural good looks, and tortured grumpiness, in my castle made of dog hair and old utility bills.
See also: Shakespeare versus Adam Sandler
