Bell and Belle want to break out of their trailer park lives and get up and out to the "Big City" of Atlanta. Just when they think they are on their way to getting a nest egg Bell falls for a handsome police officer named Rhett Butler.
Paul S. Myers,
Despite what he says, Adam is not "fine". The summer before freshman year should be a time full of possibilities, but Adam struggles with family tragedy, everyday teenage growing pains, and... See full summary »
Eccentric Jeffrey Mannus is 29 years old and still lives at home with his mom, Jan. He sees no reason to alter this arrangement, but his perfect world is upended when Jan meets Mert, a motivational speaker. Mert successfully woos Jan and moves in on Jeffrey's territory, something Jeffrey will not tolerate. Jeffrey enlists the aid of an unlikely ally, an aspiring singer-songwriter, Nora, with an anti-establishment penchant and a soft spot for him. As the war between Mert and Jeffrey escalates, something unprecedented happens -- slowly, to both his own surprise and horror, Jeffrey discovers his inner adult. Written by
There is a scene filmed at the Burbank location of PC Club, a small computer chain that at once was nationwide but went bankrupt in July 2008. See more »
In the scene when Nora drops Jeffrey off after coming back from
Arizona, just as he punches the air in rage and the camera backs up, the camera's movement backwards disturbs a plant in the bottom of the shot. See more »
Such a Shame that Eli Wallach has this on his Resume
My goodness. I hope Eli Wallach (may he rest in peace) got paid a lot of money to be in this mess. I am glad this wasn't his last film. The premise is ridiculous (which in itself is not a film- ruiner), the casting is awkward (again, survivable), but what actually sews together and sinks this mess is the lack of film making. The locations look like high school amateur film makers hovels, and the performances are uninspired. I know it sounds like a very generalized statement, but it looks as though Diane Keaton and Jeff Daniels are more than unhappy to be involved. And back to Eli Wallach, I'll bet you he wished he had his sombrero and two 'pistoles' to bust out of this dribble. In all truth I never got to the end, because I couldn't take it anymore. (I think I was about 10 minutes away, but since I am not a self hating individual, I hit the stop button.) This is the stuff that is wrecking Hollywood's grasp on the film industry, and is driving me back to re-watch well made classics. 0 out of ten isn't possible, so I gave it a 1.
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