I saw this with my sister at the movies back in 1982. We were probably two of a total of seven people in the entire theater. This is not a bad picture. The problem with this movie is that it lacks any star power, charisma or actor recognition. All the players are unknowns. Seriously, does anybody remember a balding, flat cheeked, chubby guy named Bill Shoppert, besides his mom? The movie is dull and plays on old-hackneyed clichés such as the obnoxious Jewish date, the supercilious and cuckolded husband and the nerdy journalist on the rebound. Please, Spare us the ennui. This Indie film is pretentious. However, if you are interested in how people sought relationships back in the 80's, this was the method. Unlike today's slick and online electronic technology, the unexpected anxiety of blind dates was a reality of that era.
Review of The Personals
