Trailer—An Ice Palace Romance

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There is nothing wrong with the concept of this movie. On paper, it should be a pretty good tv Christmas movie. But then things went wrong... First, I'll start with the obvious, too obvious, actually. I hate to be the one that critises a movie based on the makeup of the leading lady but it's quite the eyesore. Why must you give her duckface lips? WHY? What's wrong with her normal lipline? Also, do we really have to make her eyes look extra droopy with the weird eyeshadow contouring thing? The makeup people made the leading lady, whose face is constantly close to the camera, look like a droopy duckface. Maybe it's not such an eyesore when you're watching at a distance but with computer streaming and high quality screens and cameras, it's really just unacceptable. Secondly, where is the romance? If you told me this was about two friends instead of a couple, I might've reconsidered my rating. There was just no chemistry at all and the only bit of romance we got was a very awkward little peck on the lips. Just because a movie is family friendly, doesn't mean there can't be any romance. There are a few little attempts at compliments from the leading man which were mildly convincing, but this appears to be because he's a far more natural actor. Thirdly, Celeste Desjardins performance is lacking in quality. She's not super bad but she's too uptight in this movie. It doesn't come across as a character being "themselves" but rather as an actress that put on the character's costume and is playing until someone yells "cut". While this is of course how acting works, the viewer is not supposed feel that. Her performance is just not credible enough for a leading role. I was waiting for her to drop the fake smile and the "Lori" act and for someone to yell "cut". On the plus side, the story is good, there was no fake snow that was painfully, obviously fake, I love the ice skating theme, and Marcus Rosner kind of saved this movie acting wise. Not a complete waste of time but with a little more effort and attention to detail, it could've been far more enjoyable to sit through.

"An Ice Palace Romance (2023)" skates just above thin ice, managing to deliver a lukewarm blend of predictability and charm. The film follows the well-trodden path of a big-city journalist, Emma, who returns to her quaint hometown only to face her childhood fears and, of course, a dormant love for ice skating. The plot, as cozy and predictable as a pair of old mittens, offers few surprises. It's the cinematic equivalent of a comfort food dish - not particularly exciting, but satisfying in its own right. The saving grace of the film lies in its heartwarming dynamics between Lori, the rink owner Mark, and his precociously adorable daughter, Zoe. Their chemistry is as smooth as a freshly Zambonied ice surface. Mark, with his rugged charm and dad jokes, brings a lightness to the story, while Zoe's earnest enthusiasm for skating and matchmaking adds a sparkle of joy. However, the film's reliance on clichés feels as rehearsed as a figure skating routine. In conclusion, "An Ice Palace Romance" is the kind of film you watch while wrapped in a blanket, sipping hot chocolate, and not expecting any cinematic revolutions. It's a feel-good movie that skates by on its charm and the sheer predictability of its plot. It doesn't aim for a triple axel of storytelling and settles for a steady glide. It's a three-star film - not because it's exceptional, but because it's comfortably okay, like a familiar pair of skates that have seen better days but still fit just right.

It's set at Christmastime in Michigan. But, really, the story could just as easily have happened during the summer in Arizona. It's about an indoor ice rink. I liked the two leads. But the antagonist was an arrogant jerk in a movie that didn't even need a villain. It would have been more interesting if he was a kindhearted developer who simply had a different viewpoint than the rink owner. Come to think of it, I would like to have seen more ice-skating, less drama outside the rink. The movie should have really focused on the protagonist overcoming her past, finding new purpose in the ice, and saving the rink.

Celeste Desjardins ruins this entire movie with the constant fake smiling and botox face all the way through the film accompanied by the fake voice. She can barely move any of her face....... At 27 why does she need botox or is she really 37 or 47 and faking her age too? Just don't get it...... such a pretty talented girl does not need all this fakery......... Shannon McDonough was fun and real as the local photographer sussing out all the false motives for a new money-making plan. Julia Dyan as the sister had potential. The stereotypical gay best-friend was just plain annoying. Please just bring us some lovely skating instead of this fiasco!

This movie wasn't exactly a cinematic masterpiece, but oh, the model of the new ultra-modern building at the architectural firm truly stole the show. The quaint town, in a desperate bid to revamp their cozy downtown, decided to go full dystopian. They commissioned a high-rise that was the epitome of bleak - a gray, windowless monolith that could easily be mistaken for a gigantic parking garage. The town planners, in their infinite wisdom, decided that the roof of this dreary edifice would be the town's new social hotspot. Because obviously, when you think of lively gatherings, a parking garage rooftop springs to mind. And then, as if this architectural wonder wasn't already a marvel, the planners added another 10 stories of 'residential space' above. These living quarters were so laughably small, residents could barely fit inside. One might stand there, sandwiched between the walls, staring out into the void, thinking, "Why do I live here? My 'apartment' can't even fit a bed, and I have to limbo dance just to get through the door." In this movie, the building model wasn't just a structure; it was a bold statement on the absurdity of modern urban planning, a tongue-in-cheek nod to the lengths we go to in the name of progress.