This has to be the dreariest weepie I've ever watched and I've seen a lot. After all, we have the Women's Television Network here in Canada.
The problem is that the film lasts 180 minutes in two 90 minute segments. I despise the two-parter because the TV listings in Canadian newspapers never say that it's the first or second of two parts. Fortunately I looked it up in IMDb so I managed to tape both parts when it came on the CBC. Unfortunately, I looked it up in IMDb and saw the misleading good reviews this turkey received.
The subject matter of "Walk Away and I Stumble" doesn't deserve 180 minutes of examination. The main problem, a security system repairman with too many hormones (how many oversexed men have we seen in this genre) boinking a woman who discovers she has inoperable brain cancer (how many dying women do we need to see in this genre). So, the extra space is filled in with minor problems and sins, like the neglected pubescent daughter, the "good friend" after the neglected wife's pants and the ne'er do well boyfriend unable to commit.
Instead of filling in the dead air with all these side issues, the writers should have used the time to profitably explain the gaps in the main plot. I'm baffled by Elaine's change of mind about her sexual rival and her acceptance into the household. Maybe my inability to understand some of the sea changes in the characters is due to the mumbleitis that most of the main adult characters seem to be afflicted with. I don't know why I can understand the children and teens but the adults need subtitles.
I am a fan of the British film industry. They seem to do so much more with fewer resources than their American resources. But when the British film industry "drops a clanger", they can be world class at serving up turkey.
The problem is that the film lasts 180 minutes in two 90 minute segments. I despise the two-parter because the TV listings in Canadian newspapers never say that it's the first or second of two parts. Fortunately I looked it up in IMDb so I managed to tape both parts when it came on the CBC. Unfortunately, I looked it up in IMDb and saw the misleading good reviews this turkey received.
The subject matter of "Walk Away and I Stumble" doesn't deserve 180 minutes of examination. The main problem, a security system repairman with too many hormones (how many oversexed men have we seen in this genre) boinking a woman who discovers she has inoperable brain cancer (how many dying women do we need to see in this genre). So, the extra space is filled in with minor problems and sins, like the neglected pubescent daughter, the "good friend" after the neglected wife's pants and the ne'er do well boyfriend unable to commit.
Instead of filling in the dead air with all these side issues, the writers should have used the time to profitably explain the gaps in the main plot. I'm baffled by Elaine's change of mind about her sexual rival and her acceptance into the household. Maybe my inability to understand some of the sea changes in the characters is due to the mumbleitis that most of the main adult characters seem to be afflicted with. I don't know why I can understand the children and teens but the adults need subtitles.
I am a fan of the British film industry. They seem to do so much more with fewer resources than their American resources. But when the British film industry "drops a clanger", they can be world class at serving up turkey.