After she discovers that her boyfriend has betrayed her, Hilary O'Neil is looking for a new start and a new job. She begins to work as a private nurse for a young man suffering from blood ... See full summary »
Grace Bichon, who is managing her father's riding-stable, discovers that her husband Eddie deceives her with another woman. After confronting him in the middle of the night on the streets of their small home town, she decides to stay at her sister Emma Rae's house for a while, to make up her mind. Breaking out of her everyday life, she starts to question the authority of everyone, especially her father's, thus causing a stir in her parent's marriage, too. Written by
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Eddie calls Caroline "Doodlebug." This may be a reference to the children's book "Daddy Calls Me Doodlebug" by J.D. Lester. See more »
During the dance scene, after the big show, the band and singers do not match to what songs are currently playing. See more »
[Emma Rae knees Eddie in the groin]
Grace, the lying cheating sack of shit is here.
[on the floor]
Oh, my God. Emma Rae, what did you do?
Well, you said to keep him busy. He's busy holding his nuts.
Oh, my God. Eddie, are you all right?
Help me get him up.
No! You stay the hell over there!
Don't worry. I wouldn't walk that far to help you up.
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This is an uneven, unfocused film that can not decide whether it is an intense drama of guilt and redemption, or a family film about...a girl who races horses...or ponies...or..?
What I find incredible about this movie is that it included an all-star cast and still managed to create something very mediocre.
Dennis Quaid, as always, is excellent. Kyra Sedgewick can not help but be great in any film she is in. Robert Duval, though rough-hewn in this film, is characteristically intense and impressive.
This is not Julia Roberts' strongest role, but it is not her fault that her character was written as weak and confused.
I'll have to admit that I am not very familiar with Gena Rowlands' work, but after seeing her in this picture, I would like to see more of her.
The title of this movie is just downright stupid: In no part of the movie is anyone "talking" about anyone else.
The scenes vaccilate from intense and heart-wrenching, straight into spritely and fun, and this would be considered emotional manipulation and desensitization if it were not so thoughtless: The movie just has no focus, bouncing from Peyton Place to Walt Disney and back.
If Something To Talk About had been a serious drama about infidelity, I'm sure it would have been all-the-better, centering on Quaid's and Roberts' characters and relationship. The film is so unwieldy it actually managed to turn Robert Duval's character into a vile distraction.
Because of the calibre and sheer volume of talent squandered on this film, director Lars Holstrom never should have been allowed to have worked in Hollywood again. He redeemed himself in 1999 with Ciderhouse Rules, though.
Likewise, musicians Graham Preskett and Hans Zimmer should have been run out of Hollywood for their incongruous, distracting inclusions.
I am trying to forget about this film.
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