Love in the time of cholera

I take responsibility for the decision to watch this trite - but honestly, no one would have expected such shit. Ever. Saw Javier Bardem & the director of Donnie Brasco in it and thought it should be decent. The movie began and realised that all conversation was in English which was fucked up; and the acting seemed out of primary school. Then the moment I saw Benjamin Bratt's face after 20 odd minutes, figured it was time to exit the theatre. Somebody got it horribly wrong.

Rating: *