The presence of the two leads, Keanu Reeves and Sandra Bullock, made my watching The Lake House accidental, and what I would have missed is an enjoyable and laid-back romance whose star is its wonderful play on the concept of time, all this while refraining from shitty-ass formula typical of Hollywood romance.

The history and origin of the Jumper's jumpers would have been fun, but instead some seemingly hurried producers/editors decided to reduce it to mere passing mention; I could have done with a better villain, fearsome as Jackson was.