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Sometimes lightness manages to take off. Sometimes, López can trick you into believing that life ought Whether it’s a parka-like hood with a mile of fur trim or a giant house with its nickname coated in faux glamour. But if “This Is Me… Now” is to be believed, it’s a mansion for one. She has always wanted to give us what she wanted for herself and she never convincingly achieved: comfort.
López wants, needs, is hungry, yearns, desires, searches, sighs, desires, dreams, waits, believes, yearns, suffers, hurries. You can see all this in the harsh violence of his dancing: nothing is easy, nothing flows. There are many explosions and breakups. (Here she even keeps hearing the rustle of the dancer’s fabric.) For 30 years she has been dedicated to this: mere entertainment may not be enough. López has always seemed to want to demonstrate, rarely savor, savor or enjoy. In her 23-year-old remix of her hit song “I’m Real,” Lopez whispers that second word, transforming it from a statement of fact to a matter of existential doubt.
“This Is Me… Now” could have easily been designed as a pure Valentine’s gift for her current husband, Ben Affleck; the album leaves room for one, “Dear Ben, pt. II”. Instead, Affleck can be found barking under layers of makeup like a cable news troll. Why not put him – or some other star – alongside her in a good romantic drama instead of what Lopez can be seen doing here, curled up on a huge couch mouthing Barbra Streisand’s lines in “The Way We “Were”? Streisand’s heartbreaking earnestness could be Lopez’s. She shares the artistic self-determinism that Streisand embodies, but chooses to treat that force as if it were karaoke.
As manager of her own image, López may not believe She has always deserved relief, stability, happiness, a bath. A fighter with a “restless heart,” as she says here, she is simply who she is. Trying hard is what she knows. The most fascinating aspect of those New Affleck Dunkin’ Ads. – Alright, one One of the fascinating aspects is that the Boston idiot she plays finds herself auditioning for her, doing his best, endearingly embarrassing, to make a good musical impression. That guy knows what Dr. Joe and Celebrity Zodiac don’t know. Courage and dignity could be López’s love language.
The sad news is that nothing in “This Is Me… Now” is as funny (or funny) as those commercials. This project does not seem to have brought López closer to serenity or lightness. It is an opportunity to work even more. Again: She and a group of women are thrown to work in a literal love factory, and the conditions are dangerous. No matter how powerful and playful Lopez appears on the live stage, in Las Vegas or in the concert scenes of her two-year-old romantic comedy, “Marry Me,” or during her 2020 Super Bowl halftime show with Shakira , often seems insecure. in the movies, divided over how big or small, silent or radiant it should be. She seems stressed, maybe even neurotic. (She has also put her fictional self on a psychiatrist’s couch.) With a live artist, what you want is insatiable. You’re paying for Category 5 Force of Nature. But an actor needs at least a few scenes of believable rest, and on screen he can rarely reliably find peace.