Movie review – Little Manhattan (2005)

A 2005 American romantic film brings the most purest form of love born in the youngest innocent heart of a 10 year old for a 11 year old girl. The movie also in parallel runs showcasing the lives of his parents’ who although are separated by hearts continue to live together for sake of him.

The story is narrated by the boy depicting his sudden born love for 2 and half weeks on ‘Rosemary’ from his neighborhood – a girl who was present in his life right from the kindergarten. As he takes us through his journey, expressing his raw confused feelings for her, we get the flavor of pure love and emotions from the eyes of a loyal boy and a humble disciplined girl. While they do become good friends and enjoy each other company, the boy is tongue tied to boldly express his feelings, fearing her reaction.

The movie showcases his true innocent emotions and his constant effort of finding ways to spend time and impress her. Realizing that she would very soon be off to a private school, the longing for her further deepens but as the feelings from the opposite sex is not reciprocated the young immature mind finally ends up quarreling with her.

Does he win over her, does their love story continue, Is it the age to really start a love journey? are the questions that could linger.

Its a heart warming love story which certainly will leave a smile and maybe flash that one childhood memory where one face got attracted for merely sharing a pencil or a chocolate or wrote our homework or played the favorite game in the evenings or……..well the list would go on. Best to experience it on screen rather.

Some favorite lines from the movie –

Love is an ugly, terrible business practiced by fools. It’ll trample your heart and leave you bleeding on the floor. And what does it really get you in the end? Nothing but a few incredible memories that you can’t ever shake. The truth is, there’s gonna be other girls out there. I mean, I hope. But I’m never gonna get another first love. That one is always gonna be her.

Somewhere a million miles away, the girl I once loved was going down her road, and I was stuck back on mine.


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