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Year:
2003
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Rated:
PG-13
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Runtime:
117 min.
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OFFICIAL SITE
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Starring:
Jack Nicholson, Diane Keaton, Amanda Peet, Keanu Reeves, Frances McDormand, Jon Favreau
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Directed
by: Nancy Meyers
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Written
by: Nancy Meyers
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Music
by: Blake Neely, Hans Zimmer
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Movie
Studio: Columbia Pictures Corporation, Waverly Films, Sony Pictures Entertainment
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Details: IMdb
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Something's Gotta Give
By Wannabe critic
Pathetic
The bright, light, white beaches of The Hamptons (an area
far too affluent to tolerate grey days) and the similarly
colour co-ordinated residence of successful playwright Erica
Barry (Diane Keaton) provide the backdrop for this formulaic
and dreary excuse for a tale of two third-age lovers. Jack
Nicholson, as Harry Sanborn, an ancient roue who has spawned
a company at the cutting edge of hip-hop music (I can feel
P. Diddy and Eminem cringing at this unlikely premise!),
mails in a performance which is a shadow of his former
stellar offerings in Terms of Endearment and About Schmidt. |
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Halfway through the 128 minutes I found myself bemused by the
obvious lack of chemistry between the two main characters and
the sheer futility of the roles of any other people involved on
their periphery. Not once did I believe that Keanu Reeves was
going to provide a realistic romantic alternative to the
hideously bare-bottomed Nicholson, although I quietly prayed
this would be so ...... Frances McDormand's huge talent was
wasted as a one-dimensional character and Amanda Peet provided
no more than perkiness as Erica's daughter and a slight
deterrent as Harry's not-yet-consummated-lover, to our two
rampant wrinklies getting their inevitable rocks off.
Not content with the
over-set-dressed Hamptons, where I assume anyone not sporting
the mandatory white/cream leisurewear is peremptorily shipped
off back to where the po' folks live, we then have to endure a
change of scene to Paris. Yes, that's Paris, France, folks,
whitherto our characters must go for true romance to flourish
(as opposed to London, England, where we go to meet eccentric
chaps with floppy hair a la Hugh Grant). And so ....... well
you can guess the rest. |
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There are some
spectacularly unfunny scenes, mainly featuring Jack
Nicholson's bottom (and later on multiple bottoms a la Jack
in a musical homage to this on-off relationship) and some
jokes on the incompatibility of Viagra with
adrenalin. There are many scenes between older/older folks
and older/younger folks, none of which exude the slightest
whiff of on-screen chemistry. Perhaps the purpose of this
puzzling flop was to provide the more mature ladies like
myself a little time for a guilt-free nap - in this respect
this movie spectacularly succeeded. |
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