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Wealthy Californian Lily Wilcox (Felicity Huffman) has just about had enough of her troublesome teenaged daughter Rachel (Lindsay Lohan), and as a last resort sends her to spend the summer before college with Lily's mom (and Rachel's grandma) Georgia (Jane Fonda) in small town, Idaho. Georgia runs her life according to strict rules, which had caused Lily to resort to alcohol and flee her childhood home at the earliest opportunity.
Now the rebellious Rachel delights in finding ways to break her grandma's rules, although she does accept a summer job at the office of veterinarian Simon Ward (Dermot Mulroney), a widower who once was Lily's serious boyfriend. Rachel will attempt to seduce any man, and sets her flirtatious eyes on the town's hunky Harlan (Garrett Hedlund), although he already has a girlfriend. But when Rachel suggest to both Simon and Georgia that she was a victim of sexual abuse by her stepdad Arnold (Carey Elwes), the summer takes a serious turn.
Written by Mark Andrus and directed by Garry Marshall, Georgia Rule benefits from the dynamic of three women coping with various degrees of damage caused by missteps and unmet expectations passed on over the decades. With grandma Georgia enjoying the home field advantage of a quaint small town setting, Marshal mixes pathos, emotional scars and inter-generational conflicts to good effect.The first two thirds maintain a high engagement level. Rachel as a mouthy fish caught in a backwater rocks the town, with Lindsay Lohan revelling in an attitude of unfettered rebelliousness to agitate as many people as possible in the shortest amount of time. In contrast Fonda's Georgia is suitably subdued, satisfied with imposing her rules and letting the world revolve around them as it may. Huffman's Lily is caught in the middle between insufferable mother and uncontrollable daughter, and her exasperation is about to turn to disbelief with Rachel's revelations about sexual abuse.
Here Andrus and Marshall lose some control, the final act revolving around a series of lies and counter-lies, the truth lost in a flurry of accusations and denials. While the turmoil is consistent with Rachel's personality and Lily's determination to willfully ignore discord, the focus settles on a search for honesty, the crime of child molestation somehow confined to the narrative backseat but still clashing with the dramedy structure.
Despite overextending towards topics incompatible with the intended bittersweet tones, the refreshingly imperfect women of Georgia Rule do bloom by challenging the norms.
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Four unrelated stories take place over one weekend at the same Beverly Hills hotel. Divorced couple Hannah (Jane Fonda) and Bill (Alan Alda) meet to discuss the future of their 17 year old daughter Jenny. New Yorker Hannah is a highly-strung news editor who thrives on prickly insults and sharp retorts, while Bill has become much more laid back since he relocated to Los Angeles. The couple bicker endlessly.
Veteran English stage actress Diana Barrie (Maggie Smith) is nominated for her first Academy Award for an unworthy role in the frivolous comedy No Left Turns. Her husband Sidney Cochran (Michael Caine), an antique dealer, is her companion for the Oscar ceremony. Diana is nervous about the evening and leans on Sidney for emotional support, but all is not well in their relationship.
Marvin (Walter Matthau) is in town for his nephew's bar mitzvah. His brother Harry (Herb Edelman) is a lecherous womanizer, and arranges for a prostitute (Denise Galik) to entertain Marvin in his hotel room. The situation gets messier when Marvin's wife Millie (Elaine May) arrives the next morning.
Doctors Chauncey Gump (Richards Pryor) and Willis Panama (Bill Cosby) and their wives are on a joint vacation and getting testy. The hotel messes up their booking, with the Gumps confined to a faulty closet-sized room while the Panamas enjoy a luxury suite. The vacation goes rapidly downhill from there.
Writer Neil Simon adapted his own play, and in the hands of director Herbert Ross what may have worked on the stage flops badly on the screen. Essentially four separate 25 minute sketches populated by distinctly unlikable people, California Suite generates a couple of chuckles but otherwise curls up into a small ball and dies.Worst of all is the segment featuring the Black doctors played by Richard Pryor and Bill Cosby. Their misadventures descend into low-brow slapstick of the pathetic kind, a miserable and painful waste of talent.
Two of the other sketches are not much better. Jane Fonda and Alan Alda are forced to spout Simon's artificially agitated hyper-intellectual theatrical prose, and their incessant sniping is quickly insufferable. Walter Matthau wrings some humour from the hapless middle-aged man trying to hide a passed-out hooker from his wife, but is ultimately defeated by material stretched too thin.
Maggie Smith and Michael Caine almost save the day with the one reasonably compelling and well-written story. Actress Diana and antique dealer Sidney's marriage is complex, and made more intricate by her propensity for drama and his caustic street-smarts. They both clearly benefit from the union, but barely concealed secrets and frustrations are nibbling away at their contentment. While far from perfect and still saddled with loquacity, this episode at least creates a memorable pair.
Maggie Smith nabbed a real Oscar for a forgettable movie in which she is Oscar nominated for a silly comedy. From the few snippets shown No Left Turns is indeed dire, but also potentially still better than California Suite.
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Washed-up alcoholic actress Alex Sternbergen (Jane Fonda) wakes up in a stranger's bed and finds a dead man next to her, stabbed with a dagger. She phones her estranged husband Jackie Manero (Raul Julia) then flees the apartment in a panic. After a misadventure at the airport Alex bumps into retired and divorced police officer Turner Kendall (Jeff Bridges). A romance develops between the two lonely people, and he tries to help her out of the mess she finds herself in.
Part Hitchcock light, part half-hearted exploration of alcoholism, loneliness and second chances, part ungainly romance with misplaced wisecracks, The Morning After is a full-on mess. Writer James Hicks switches tones with clumsy, aimless transitions, then allows his characters to meander through long stretches of nothingness interrupted by thickets of bland dialogue. Director Sidney Lumet infuses bursts of colour found in the less frilly Los Angeles neighbourhoods, but is otherwise far from rescuing the material.
The opening scene is promising enough, Alex confronted by a bloody bed and an expired creep. But very quickly the pacing unravels. Bad romantic comedy vibes take over as Alex demonstrates her limited acting skills at the airport, then initiates a curbside bumper car routine, before hopping into Turner's car in an it-only-happens-in-the-movies meet-cute. The tension of the opening mystery is lost and never recovered.
Jane Fonda overcompensates with a histrionics masterclass alternating between flimsy displays of frantic victim and depressed drunk. Alex's backstory of a never-made-it actress carries appeal, but Fonda cannot wrestle down the ditzy script and find a sympathetic person within. Jeff Bridges as Turner is more of a steady presence on the receiving end of Alex's gyrating moods, but he does precious little except tag along.
With the script only bothering to introduce three characters it is never difficult to guess who is up to no good, but wait! A fourth character makes an entrance in the final 10 minutes, with about one spoken line of dialogue, in a spectacularly fumbled attempt at a twist.
Insipid beyond salvation, The Morning After should have just stayed in bed.
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In a small Colorado town, Louis Waters (Robert Redford) and Addie Moore (Jane Fonda) are neighbours on a tranquil street, both living alone after their spouses died and the children moved out. Addie approaches Louis and proposes he come over to platonically sleep with her, for the comfort of companionship and conversation. Although a man of few words, Louis agrees.
The arrangement works, and they start revealing difficult chapters from their lives. Addie endured a family tragedy that shattered her emotionally, while Louis cheated on his wife. Now his sleepovers briefly become the talk of the town, but their new routine is disrupted when Addie's grown son Gene (Matthias Schoenaerts) deposits his seven year old son Jamie with Addie while he sorts out trouble in his own relationship.
Reuniting on the screen for the first time since 1979's The Electric Horseman, Robert Redford and Jane Fonda elevate Our Souls At Night with authoritative veteran performances. While the adaptation of the Kent Haruf book is a placid story with familiar middle class travails as seen from the far end of life, the presence of two Hollywood legends maintains firm engagement.
Ritesh Batra directs with due respect for the material. Without dawdling, the scenes are staid and drama-free, consistent with the tone of two protagonists with enough life experience to easily avoid outbursts. Even when the potentially combustible Gene appears with a more middle-aged propensity for anger and grudge-holding, the script by Scott Neustadter and Michael H. Weber seeks understated tension from admonishing looks and unspoken words.Loneliness in old age, awakening the flicker of physical intimacy, and reflecting on past mistakes are among the unsurprising narrative mileposts and disclosed inflection points. Louis and Addie work their way to understanding the valuable contributory roles still available to them, now with the power of wisdom as an impressive secret weapon. They may not be spry, but they can chart a course to make amends, help each other, and support their offspring with soft authority.
Old souls may find the nights difficult, but they can still glow during the day.
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