Ok, I tried again. I saw it first back in 2002 in the theater. And at the end of the movie, I basically summed it up as a movie about three selfish, whiny women - and that the reason it was called The Hours is because it suggests the time of your life you will never get back again after sitting through the schmaltz.
But so many people have loved and raved about the book and the movie. So I figured I would give it another chance. This time, I thought I would watch it with The BF - maybe this way it might mean more to me, somehow.
Needless to say, history repeated itself. All my same complaints about the film held true 5 years later: Meryl Streep played her first character I didn't like; Julianne Moore seemed to sleepwalk through her performance; I seriously just wanted Nicole Kidman to throw herself on the train tracks at the station (she certainly did NOT deserve to win Best Actress for this role). The whole movie just seemed to drag on and on and on. If it was meant to convey how each person was strangling in her hum drum life, then I guess I get it. But I doubt that was the intention.
There were two bright spots: Toni Collette can do no wrong, and Ed Harris was haunting. Other than that, I just fail to see the attraction to this film. It's depressing and long and the characters are no better off at the end of the film than they were at the beginning. The only time I enjoyed myself was when The BF clicked to the Special Features section in hopes of a Bloopers section. Just the idea of a gag reel for The Hours cracked my ass up. But then he can always make me laugh just when I need it most..