Review of Welcome

In accordance with our prevalent culture, this movie portrays a 17-year old boy who is hell-bent on re-uniting with the 'love of his life', whom he met when he was 'younger' (13-15!). His self-indulgence is testament to our culture of me,me me. You'd expect that from a boy his age but when he meets his 'elderly', played by his swimming coach, one expects some maturity and wisdom in advising the boy of his ill-conceived, misplaced love for someone who he really knew. Especially that the coach himself was going through a divorce. Instead we get this resigned, almost admiring, complicity in aiding this lost boy find his imaginary love. After all, love is all that we seek these days, it is an end in and of itself. The age of Romanticism still rages on fanned up by a Hollywood culture that keeps us all clinging to our moral lowest common denominator.