August Rush...

...is about an orphaned kid who acts blind, but is really a CHILD PRODIGY, like Mozart. He relays his genius by gazing at the sky, as if receiving signals from heaven. When I see people looking at the sky, I think, "He's blind" or "Maybe trying to see if sun can really burn eyes." FYI--Brilliant people hear things, can hurl brilliance on command. Dish can cry on command if given five minutes to prepare, some gooey mascara and a CD of Andrea Boccelli (Andrea really is blind--and talented). Spoiler alert: the brilliant boy is reunited with his biological parents, Jonathan Rhys Meyers and Felicity, through the power of his music. Dish was unmoved until the last five minutes when cosmic forces brought everyone together for an outdoor concert in Central Park. A nice picnic would have cut the budget in half. While seductive with his husky voice a-filled with Lucky Charms, poor Jonathan Rhys Meyers doesn't equal the musical excellence of Velvet Underground (is slightly atonal as a Eddie Vedder type but far less oily). Felicity is pretty and really good at playing emotionally scarred mother who had a dicky father. There's a sweetness to this flick if you can stay awake past the first hour. Robin Williams cameos as Crazy (with red hair, which usually signifies Crazy). I kind of feel, again, my butt could have written a better script but in the translation, it's not so bad. Kinda darling.