The Mistress

I watched The Mistress twice and my opinion didn’t change.

Sari is a wardrobe mistress (apparently what you call a female master cutter — so as in modista ba yun?) who came across a persistent admirer named JD, an architect.  Their paths crossed again when JD worked in the renovation of the tailoring shop where Sari works.  He pursued her relentlessly but she could not entertain him fully because she’s a mistress of a man named Rico Torres, a man years and years her senior.  Worse, Rico is JD’s father.  Tadaaaa.  I know, right? =)

This movie presented nothing new and frankly, it fell short of expectations.  It clearly showed it’s not always true that the strength of something is when you bring the greatness of each of the elements together.  See, John Lloyd and Bea’s individual depths as actors are really stronger now than during their Popoy/Basha days; factor in seasoned actors Ronaldo Valdez, Hilda Koronel, and even Anita Linda, and you’d think it’s a powerful ensemble, but no.  They stood out on their own and it did not necessarily contribute to the success of the film as a whole.

When you watch the trailer, you would think that the wait to reveal that JD is the son of Sari’s lover — and how it would mess up their already messed up lives — will keep you glued.  It did not happen, so naturally, you’d expect something else, a more compelling twist.  Well, friends, that was it.  I guess, one could argue that that’s how real life unfolds, and it is not as dramatic as the movies fashion it to be.

Speaking of realistic portrayals, the ending was acceptable.  It would be too love conquers all crappy if it ended happily.  Plus, delicadeza.  That’s a good thing to show.  In the end, I still had respect for the characters, especially the “mistress”.

I just cannot comprehend using Snow Patrol.  Twice.

Overall, the movie was okay.  For once though, the cameras were friendlier to Bea Alonzo’s face than John Lloyd’s.  Well, I loved her close-ups more, maybe her make-up artist is the one to thank for the most part.  I still got affected by John Lloyd’s crying puppy eyes.  I teared once — at the scene with Sari, her mother, and her grandmother.  Tumagos ang payo ni lola.  At the end of the day, the wisdom of your elders is always smack dab in the middle of all these craziness with all these stupid choices we make.

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