I saw this movie with two friends of mine, a married couple. The husband was out the door before the credits started, by the wife and I, perhaps compelled by our womanhood, stayed throughout the credits. Not because it was that good. It was because it was that bad.
You know how Reality Bites (in no way to be compared to this God awful movie) had little "post-scenes," if you will, during the credits? Well, that's what we were waiting for--- something, ANYTHING to resolve the mess that had been laid out before us. But there was nothing.
This movie is insulting. First, his wife goes nuts because he loves her TOO MUCH. Yeah, okay, I'm a student of psychology and I'm not buying that. His daughters are nuts. His sister-in-law is an alcoholic. He is surrounded by needy, stereotypical, weak, worthless women. And although he supposedly "loves" them all, he does NOTHING for them. Says nothing to the alcoholic, never comments on his younger daughter's repetitive cries for help, and is blind to everything around him.
Eventually, he is swept up in a tornado and thrown into Mexico (unharmed, mind you), where he delivers a baby boy. Finally, a boy, and he is overjoyed and restored.
Yes, understand this clearly. His salvation is the birth of a boy and the end of the women.
This is the most misogynistic movie I've ever seen. I despised it. I will never, ever see another Robert Altman movie. Save your money.
You know how Reality Bites (in no way to be compared to this God awful movie) had little "post-scenes," if you will, during the credits? Well, that's what we were waiting for--- something, ANYTHING to resolve the mess that had been laid out before us. But there was nothing.
This movie is insulting. First, his wife goes nuts because he loves her TOO MUCH. Yeah, okay, I'm a student of psychology and I'm not buying that. His daughters are nuts. His sister-in-law is an alcoholic. He is surrounded by needy, stereotypical, weak, worthless women. And although he supposedly "loves" them all, he does NOTHING for them. Says nothing to the alcoholic, never comments on his younger daughter's repetitive cries for help, and is blind to everything around him.
Eventually, he is swept up in a tornado and thrown into Mexico (unharmed, mind you), where he delivers a baby boy. Finally, a boy, and he is overjoyed and restored.
Yes, understand this clearly. His salvation is the birth of a boy and the end of the women.
This is the most misogynistic movie I've ever seen. I despised it. I will never, ever see another Robert Altman movie. Save your money.