The Lake House (2006)

...to avoid like an outbreak of some subcontinental, incredibly deadly African virus. It’s a dreary, enervating and deeply ridiculous time-shift romance, only bearable for those with an unusually high tolerance for saccharine chick-flickery. Also required is a streak of masochism wide enough to accommodate Reeves pretending to be a soul-searching architect locked in Oedipal conflict with his distant father (Christopher Plummer, making the best of a bad gig).

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