'Reese colour groups her books too', Q told me, confidently, whilst I was thinking how McKenna had gone off. This was an original screenplay - well, original if you haven't see Pillow Talk and all those other Doris Day films. This was a welcome return to... no it wasn't.
Reese and Ashton Kutcher are friends without benefits. For the flimsiest of reasons (the exposition is poorly done) he travels to CA to look after her son Wesley Kimmel whilst she travels to Brooklyn or somewhere CGI'd to study accountancy when it's clear to all she should be in books. Books - ah. There's the rub! But this ain't no 84 Charing Cross Road.
The supporting characters / actors are also lacking - Tig Notaro as her ?Gay friend is particularly colourless, Jesse Williams in a similar vein; Zoe Chao has some zing. Steve Zahn's character is particularly badly developed.
Florian Ballhaus is on camera. I was mildly excited to see that This Is Us's Siddharta Khosla wrote the score.. but there isn't any, it's all tracks from the nineties.
I'm surprised Reese put her name to this.
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