In the Name of Love (Olivia Lamasan, 2011) June 25, 2011Posted by Richard Bolisay in Asian Films, Dance, Noypi.
Directed by Olivia Lamasan
Written by Olivia Lamasan, Enrico Santos
Cast: Aga Muhlach, Angel Locsin, Jake Cuenca
What pisses me off after watching In the Name of Love is that there is completely no effort to make it a good film. From start to finish we are treated like leeches, the producers expecting us to suck any preposterous turn of plot or display of utter dumbness they offer to us. Its obnoxiousness is full of wonders; it piles up scene after scene, flashback after flashback, becoming more prodigious once the motives of each character are revealed. Sometimes I pity myself for believing that the movie could possibly recover from its rubbishness.
Aga Muhlach and Angel Locsin do not only lack chemistry; they also lack the ability to persuade us that they are actors. People should stop spreading the word that Aga is a great actor because clearly he isn’t. Even in his celebrated movies (Miguelito: Ang Batang Rebelde, Bagets, Sana Maulit Muli), he is recognized mostly for his charm and not for the depth of his performances. In this film he has neither. On the other hand, when Phil Younghusband said in an interview that Angel is a terrific dancer, there is a possibility that he just wanted to score a blowjob. Because really: Angel is a hideous pole dancer, she has no idea what sensuality is, and her acting looks so awfully rehearsed she comes across as someone who deliberately mocks her so-called maturity. Jake Cuenca, at the very least, does not disappoint; his mere presence in the movie is strong proof that it is going to be bad.
Frankly, what do we have here? The attempt at social relevance does not hold water, the confrontations are hilariously staged, the lines are unbearable (“Hindi kita iniwan. Mas pinili ko lang mamatay para mabuhay ka!”), the music is ugly, and to top it off, Olivia Lamasan does not know how straight people make love (or have sex). Remember Jean Renoir’s famous quote from The Rules of the Game, “The terrible thing about this world is that everyone has his reasons”? The characters from In the Name of Love and the people who created them are either sick in the head or just plain gormless: their reasons are all terrible. The ending confirms that.