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A simple romance for swooners that wins points for noting that two lovers bring with them a clashing mess of family and friends
The film's tone is all wrong, the pacing is dead and the veering between sex, sadness and sado-masochistic violence is enough to give you motion sickness. It's a bad movie.
At the Movies:
If this movie is playing at a theatre near you, you might want to consider moving somewhere else.
The more you wait for the biggest plot development of the last decade to reduce everybody's problems to a hill of beans, the more Remember Me starts to make you feel cheap.
There's a distinctly bittersweet undertow to the picture that draws you in and helps you overlook the film's weaknesses.
"Remember Me" is only slightly more than forgettable, but its good intentions and good performances can't make up for a central romance that feels more rushed than real thanks to the triumph of casting and celebrity over chemistry and charm.
So many terrible things happen to the people in Allen Coulter's Remember Me that when the last awful twist comes -- something so resounding and meaningful that it instantly, horribly cheapens the rest of the movie -- you're almost numb to it.
When the film finally goes for broke with that ambitious, colossally misconceived finale, a tremendous emotional investment in these characters is necessary to pull it off -- and even then, its prospects would be questionable.
[Pattinson is] like Luke Perry doing James Dean in the dreariest John Hughes movie ever made: Some Kind of Terrible.
Allen Coulter directed this morose and sluggish drama, which gets more mileage from Pattinson's anguished profile than from Will Fetters's thunderously overwritten screenplay.
A small, dense chamber study of unhappy people looking for hope in the darkness, often literally.
The finale manages to be tasteful and exploitative at the same time. It touts forgiveness while being mildly infuriating. Such is the danger of borrowing from the enormous to merely entertain. If that.
There's a sense of construction to Remember Me that undercuts its emotional impact, and emotional impact is pretty much all this film is shooting for.
A movie with all the hyperventilating hysteria of a 1960s teen-tragedy pop song and all the disposability, too.
There are no less than four tremendous performances in the film.
Los Angeles Times:
Somewhere the heart that must anchor a romantic drama has gone missing. We don't so much feel the relationships as see them.
New York Daily News:
There's no shame in exploring tragedy through art. But exploiting it to make your very ordinary movie feel more important? That's another story.
New York Post:
Time for a quick game of One of These Things Is Not Like the Others: Marlon Brando. James Dean. Robert Pattinson.
Remember Me represents Robert Pattinson's attempt to prove he can do more than sparkle like a faux vampire, but the case he presents is not convincing.
The fact is, Remember Me is a well-made movie. I cared about the characters. I felt for them.
It's all weepy drool until the twist ending, which turns it shockingly offensive.
Minneapolis Star Tribune:
A seemingly inconsequential action at the climax becomes a profound life-changer, giving each character's journey an unpredictable -- and I would argue, contrived -- conclusion.
St. Louis Post-Dispatch:
Although clearly it was mapped by a team of consultants, Remember Me is a horrific misstep in the branding of Robert Pattinson.
Globe and Mail:
The film gets bogged down by plot points that plod toward an event of devastating proportions.
If Remember Me is remembered for anything at all, other than being yet another Robert Pattinson vehicle, it will be for its over-the-top ending, which ranks high amongst the most shameless jerkers of tears ever unleashed upon lachrymose teens.
Bless you, R.Patz & Co., because this gloriously steaming pile is officially in the bad-movies-we-love pantheon.
Be warned, if you're vulnerable to outrageous, cringe-inducing implausibilities -- not least the ludicrous stand-up row between Tyler and his father in the latter's Twin Towers boardroom -- you'd best give this one a miss.
Remember Me is a touching love story, but its broader tale of familial relations packs a greater emotional punch.
The modestly scaled film delivers some moving and affecting moments amid a preponderance of scenes of frequently annoying people behaving badly.
After the first hint of what's coming -- which crops up less than 10 minutes into the movie and then doesn't let up -- the foreshadowing becomes so distracting that, by the time the darn thing goes off, there's only a sense of relief.