Meg, a teacher, and husband Nick, a philosophy lecturer who may just be about to get the push on the eve of retirement, spend a week-end in Paris to celebrate their thirtieth anniversary. He is staid, annoying his foul-mouthed wife who wants to turn the holiday into a series of exciting new experiences, booking into a hotel that stretches their budgets and running off from a restaurant without paying. She is also averse to his touching her and what was meant to be a belated second honeymoon is a depressing affair, full of arguments - including one about the son who has recently left home to live in squalor and whom Meg does not want to return. By chance they meet an old university friend of Nick, Morgan, an American high-flyer who invites them to a party where Meg can still turn men's heads and Nick has a conversation with Morgan's young son, leading him to believe that he is not as badly off as he had presumed. Ultimately there appears to be hope for the marriage. Written by
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I can't remember the last time I squirmed with boredom through a movie, but I really did this afternoon trying to resist the urge to walk out on this movie before the end. Nothing about it was interesting, and much very disagreeable. Jeff Goldblum's character was like a terrible imitation of something out of a Woody Allen movie. The two main characters were quirky in uninteresting and aggravating ways.
I did not want to have to overhear them squabble, but that was the movie.
Paris is irrelevant in this movie. The city has no effect on anything that happens. The unhappy middle-aged couple quarrel and make up and quarrel and make up for no apparent reason, and it never has anything to do with Paris. Imagine Who's Afraid of Virginia Wolfe written by a high school drama group.
Don't bother with this one.
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