Love Actually, while masquerading as a rom-com is actually one of the darkest explorations of despair that was ever captured on film. Recently, some clever chaps put together a fake trailer for a sequel, on the happy occasion of Red Nose Day. here you go: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=THCRveSaC_A
Which raises the question: what would a sequel be like? Here is one take on it.
I think we all know what happened after Love Actually. Mark never got over Julia (Juliet, whatever), getting hitched to Peter. He moved to a suburb of Atlanta, Georgia, and made a new life for himself as a small town sheriff, and was in a coma there when the world turned upside down. You know the rest. Peter left Julia when she cheated on him with Pirate Legolas. Peter joined NASA and helped to rescue Good Will Hunting.
Liam and his son moved to the US. His son grew up and started dating that adorable American classmate of his from back in London. Liam found a nice divorcee on Match.com. They got together and for a few years had a delightful family life. Liam’s new wife had a daughter from her first marriage, whom Liam came to love as much as his own son. And then one day, she was Taken.
John, the body double had a fling with Judy. She dumped him for an Abercrombie & Fitch undies model. John, devastated, pulled his life back together, went to med school, then joined the SAS and was deployed near Kandahar. He was shot by the muj, and retired from the Army. The Queen pinned a DSO on him. After being treated for PTSD, he found a second career at St. Bart’s. He lives with some weirdo called Benedict Khan.
Rufus, the jewelry salesman was actually a MI6 agent undercover at that time. After Commander Bond, RNVR was reported missing following a mission to unmask Hans Landa, Rufus (code name Johnny English) was sent to penetrate SPECTRE.
Sending Rufus against SPECTRE was pretty much the last decisive act of Prime Minister David. Constantly hounded by the press for his romance with the Downing Street housekeeper, he became a lame duck PM. The last straw was the Brexit vote, where his tousle haired nemesis, Boris destroyed what little political capital he had left. David and Natalie retired to the countryside. They manage a delightful little pub together.
Which raises the question: what would a sequel be like? Here is one take on it.
I think we all know what happened after Love Actually. Mark never got over Julia (Juliet, whatever), getting hitched to Peter. He moved to a suburb of Atlanta, Georgia, and made a new life for himself as a small town sheriff, and was in a coma there when the world turned upside down. You know the rest. Peter left Julia when she cheated on him with Pirate Legolas. Peter joined NASA and helped to rescue Good Will Hunting.
Liam and his son moved to the US. His son grew up and started dating that adorable American classmate of his from back in London. Liam found a nice divorcee on Match.com. They got together and for a few years had a delightful family life. Liam’s new wife had a daughter from her first marriage, whom Liam came to love as much as his own son. And then one day, she was Taken.
John, the body double had a fling with Judy. She dumped him for an Abercrombie & Fitch undies model. John, devastated, pulled his life back together, went to med school, then joined the SAS and was deployed near Kandahar. He was shot by the muj, and retired from the Army. The Queen pinned a DSO on him. After being treated for PTSD, he found a second career at St. Bart’s. He lives with some weirdo called Benedict Khan.
Rufus, the jewelry salesman was actually a MI6 agent undercover at that time. After Commander Bond, RNVR was reported missing following a mission to unmask Hans Landa, Rufus (code name Johnny English) was sent to penetrate SPECTRE.
Sending Rufus against SPECTRE was pretty much the last decisive act of Prime Minister David. Constantly hounded by the press for his romance with the Downing Street housekeeper, he became a lame duck PM. The last straw was the Brexit vote, where his tousle haired nemesis, Boris destroyed what little political capital he had left. David and Natalie retired to the countryside. They manage a delightful little pub together.
