Written
August 24, 2009
Walked Out
This movie was a little like seeing your neighbor's kindergartner's recital. The proud parent enjoys every minute, but any another person would only stay, smile and nod if the parent were a close friend sitting in the next seat. The film is a sorry star-vehicle for the lead actress, Tanya Frederick. If only she were a star, or if Harriet Schock had less treacly lyrics and overly-sentimental singing style, perhaps Irene Jensen's character might have been tolerable. The film fails to explore the relationships between women and their fathers, instead focusing on superficial conclusions and sappy constructs of child-parent connection. It tries to make up for its hetro-focus by providing an unconvincing man-kissing *******. Mostly though, if the dialogue was not laden with grown women referring to their fathers as, "daddy," and Irene Jensen hadn't cried saying she'd never find a man like her father to cut bananas into rounds for her cereal....well, then I wouldn't have walked out.
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