It's tough for me to admit how much I really enjoyed
Salmon Fishing in the Yemen. Every cynical bone in my body was urging me to hate it, but it had so much heart that I just couldn't. Yes it had it's awful moments, The whole story arc with the Prime minster and his comically evil PR rep just seemed completely unnecessary and never gave me any laughs. But that was just a small annoyance on the side of the utterly charming performances from Ewan McGregor and Emily Blunt. To describe the plot, which entails a Yemenis millionaire wanting to create an artifucicial salmon fishing reserve in the desert makes it sound farcical and ridiculous, but at it's heart the film isn't about that at all. That's purely a metaphor for the farcical and ridiculous things we strive for in our own life, like a love that seems completely impossible and I think the thing that resonated so truthfully for me is the hope in the film. A hope I kind of need at the moment, that striving for such things isn't futile, all you need is a little faith. Not something I normally admit, but I guess I'm just a big sucker.
Salmon Fishing in the Yemen did resonate with the big sappy bastard inside me and it was kind of nice to live in that world for the 2 hours the film was on.
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