A reformed frat boy opens an antique store in a college town, and falls for the free-spirited girl who moves into the apartment above his shop. In time, this unlikely pair fall into a traditional courtship..
When a pastor is shaken by the visible faith of a street corner preacher, he is reminded that true belief always requires action. His response ignites a journey that impacts everyone it touches in ways that only God could orchestrate.
Five strangers with nothing in common are forced to come together at a remote roadside eatery because of a road closure. They place their orders with the diner's omniscient owner, who seems... See full summary »
David A.R. White
Clay, a small town antique store owner trying to leave his shame behind, rents the apartment above his store to a wandering girl. Elizabeth travels from town to town until her gas tank is empty, never staying long enough to make a real connection. As she gets to know her reticent landlord, a courtship develops. Clay goes slow and Elizabeth tries to push, and everyone wonders why he's so determined to be difficult. The real question is whether these two people can endure an old fashioned romance in a modern world. Along the way we learn about both their pasts and meet some of the people who have influenced them, for better or worse. We see some of the challenges of modern romance and dating.Written by
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When the jar is full, I know I have enough.
To get far enough away if I need to. Make a fresh start. Go where the wind takes me. Follow the warm fuzzies.
Life isn't just warm fuzzies.
It isn't just rules either, religiouso... And besides, it's how I ended up here. I hit empty on County Line Road."
You're kidding me. You just packed your car full of everything you owned and started driving until you ran out of gas?
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How do you make a movie about a young man who's so uptight around women that he won't even be alone in a room with one - and NOT make him come across as some sort of serial-killer-in-training? I don't know the answer to that question, and, apparently, neither do the people who made "Old Fashioned," a snail-paced, poorly acted, Hallmark Channel-level romantic drama that, intentionally or not, turns out to be an off-putting creep-fest.
Clay Walsh (Rik Swartzwelder, who also wrote and directed the film) is the moody antique shop owner who was once a lady-killer and frat boy in his youth, but who now spends most of his time over-thinking his life to the point where just about everyone around him - the audience included - has had it up to here with his borderline- psychotic sanctimoniousness. All, except Amber (Elizabeth Ann Roberts), that is, an attractive young woman who settles into this small Midwestern town with her cat and her dreams after her car runs out of gas there. Though she's supposedly out of money, we never see Amber actually looking for work since she's so busy trying to figure out what makes Clay tick - a full time job, in and of itself, apparently. Initially intrigued by this strange man with unorthodox ideas about love, sex and dating, Amber begins to see him less as a curiosity and more as a man of principle and honor the better she gets to know him (too bad the viewer never really comes to share that opinion of him).
About the best thing one can say about "Old Fashioned" is that its heart is in the right place and one feels almost guilty criticizing it, but, frankly, the movie is so slow-moving and talky that I could barely stay awake through large stretches of it (though there is one surprisingly thoughtful and effective scene involving a bachelor party, I will admit). Surely, there's got to be a better way of getting across the old I'm-saving-myself-for-marriage theme than this. For the problem is that, after being told what a fun, lively, energetic guy Clay was in college, then seeing what he's become now, the only conclusion we can come to is that Finding Jesus turned him into the Bore of the Century - or, at the very least, the ultimate wet-blanket, bringing down everybody's spirits along with his own. Somehow, I doubt that's what Mr. Swartzwelder had in mind when embarking on the project.
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