An odd couple take to the open road. Having followed his girlfriend out to California's Wine Country for the summer, Yale law student Sherman finds himself dumped, and cut off from his ...
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Hunky divorce lawyer Jason Maxwell Davenport is frowned upon by colleagues because he often advices clients to reconsider filing and seek therapy or just patch up their marriage. He's ... See full summary »
"Telling of the Shoes" chronicles a Manhattan dinner party that starts out good-natured and turns unexpectedly dark as alcohol-fueled party guests eschew their mantles of reserve, turning quick-witted sparring into full-fledged skewering.
An odd couple take to the open road. Having followed his girlfriend out to California's Wine Country for the summer, Yale law student Sherman finds himself dumped, and cut off from his high-society mother's money. A stranger stranded in a strange land, he hitches a ride with Palmer, a washed-up, unapologetically eccentric Olympic athlete. There are detours along the way, including the possibility of an enlightening girlfriend, an encounter with a gun-wielding gourmet chef and a chance for the former athlete to be on top again. A comedy about absent fathers and damaged sons striving to find balance between responsibility and recklessness. Written by
Palmer's car is actually at least two different cars - a 1966 MGB and a 1975 model. This is apparent in different scenes, where sometimes the car has side lamps and reverse lamps (1975) and sometimes it doesn't (1966), and where the interior changes between solid black with visible rectangular door pulls (1975) and black with red piping (1966). See more »
The bag Sherman has slung over her shoulders keeps switching shoulders throughout the scene. See more »
Those guys are crazy. We should do it.
[suddenly kisses him]
Run with the Pundits? No thanks. It's a silly tradition.
Aw, is this because of your butt?
'Cause you think you have a fat butt.
You think I have a fat butt?
Please don't spoil your dinner. My mom will take it personally if you don't finish what her cook made for you.
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There's really nothing about this forgettable film that makes it worth recommending. It's unimaginative in story, character, and execution and pretty predictable when it tries to be clever. If you've watched a decent amount of indie films you've already seen everything in this movie done better in some other film.
But the acting is fine (Enrico Colantoni is great, James LeGros is good), it looks fine, and the music is ignorable to decent and it's all exactly the sort of music you'd expect to hear in this sort of film.
It's not worth seeking out, but (and this is the only reason I bothered to write a review for it) if you happen to be stuck in a hotel room or are house sitting for friends and it comes on some indie film channel and you have nothing to read and don't really want to think about anything it's not a bad option.
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