Some movies go for multiple tones and fail on every level, e.g. Love Actually watch it a again not in December. However,this, if good for nothing else, cautionary tale and I'm referring as much to Bob's wardrobe as I am to the promiscuity, succeeds in every arena it enters and serves up self-aware humor, somehow un-hackneyed relationship insight coated in cute pyscho analytical bable, and Fellini-esque surreality. It should be really trite uninteresting, but instead of being just a one good scene film, like Kramer vs. Kramer, with the remainder belonging only to it's time and place. B,C,T,& A does it's job so adroitly that the dialogue gleams all the more brightly because its kernel bled into the cheap cable favorites of the 80s and 90s.
I'm crazy about Elliott Gould, stay quiet if you haven't seen The Long Goodbye, but this would never have made it to the top of my queue if Noah Baumbach hadn't listed it as his favorite L.A. movie.
This movie is painful, sexy and funny. These are three things I look for in movies.
It's a great portrait of marriage – of transition both personal and cultural. Paul Mazursky made some great ones.
I don't know if it's about permanent transition as much as growth sometimes enriching and reaffirming what you already assumed to be true, which can be equally fulfilling.
