Since I'm such a fan of Michael Showalter , I have to see pretty much anything his hand touches. And since I'm always comparing everything of his to The Baxter, I will have to say up front that this is no The Baxter. But it is a cute movie. Sally Field is wonderful as always and I like the tongue in cheek way it pokes at Milennials (everyone either makes something like handmade candy bars wrapped in papers printed with haiku or everyone works at a job that is questionable like an LGBT preschool) all the while looking at some more serious personal issues like aging, loneliness and hoarding. Can I just say something, for the record, that I know other Sally Field fans will understand? I hate to see or hear her cry. She has one really good crying scene in this film and it just about broke my heart. Sally is just such a great crier.....it's like she wants to take you over the edge with her. It was no Shelby-just-died-at-the-cemeter...
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