Musings of a Punk Rock Father

Last night we rented The Constant Gardener. I cannot fathom why anyone thought that The Constant Gardener would be a compelling title. It wasn't bad enough that the book was titled "The Constant Gardener," the movie had to be stuck with the same lackluster name?

Well, the Home & Garden crowd would have been severely disappointed, because the gardening scenes did not comprise very much of the actual film. Instead, it was a well-written, well-acted and well-directed mystery of a film. Politically and romantically charged, the film follows a British diplomat and his activist wife who become entangled in a pharmaceutical nightmare. The film is frighteningly believable and one of the best we;ve seen in recent months.