Diane Keaton and Susan Sarandon Destroy Rom-Com in Satirical ‘Maybe I Do’ Mess

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The Daily Beast published it last year An article titled “The Rom-Com Revival Is Real!” Referring to ad that Richard GereAnd Diane KeatonAnd Susan Sarandon, and more will team up together in a love story. this movie, Maybe I do, arrived now. After watching the movie, he insisted that this title be scrapped – even If ever there was a romantic comedy revivalIt has nothing to do with this horrible movie.

One would think that with the combination of big stars like Gere, Keaton, and Sarandon, Emma RobertsAnd William H Macy, and Luke Brassey, the movie doesn’t even need to be good. Can’t it survive star power alone? No, not at all. We saw this happen with Heaven ticket, last year’s Trainwreck which featured Julia Roberts and George Clooney as divorced parents bickering at their daughter’s wedding. No matter how amazing your stars are, nothing can make up for an awful, unfunny script devoid of all romance.

Why did the rom-com studio crash and burn this year?

The only thing that Heaven ticket It was about how attractive Roberts and Clooney were, though. Maybe I do It does not contain a single ounce of chemicals.

Two sets of older couples—Howard (Gere) and Grace (Keaton), and Monica (Sarandon) and Sam (Missy)—have grown tired of each other. Therefore, they seek companionship in new lovers. But the thing is, they do a pair swap. Howard sleeps with Monica, while Sam and Grace share a more romantic relationship. Coincidentally, this couple were also parents to one half of each other’s spouses: Michelle (Roberts) and Allen (Bracey), who are struggling to determine their own futures.

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But the movie takes a long time to define these relationships (Howard and Grace are the parents of Michelle, Monica and Sam are Allen’s, and the parents switch partners – in case you can’t follow), despite its heartwarming premise that needs to be explained as soon as possible. This major family tangle is no plot twist. There is no “what?” Moment, because the trailer really messed it up. Instead of introducing the executioner’s fool plot in the first act, Maybe I do He spends the first 30 minutes walking between archaic existentialism and romantic dread. Ah, aren’t rom-coms delicious?

Part of the appeal of romantic comedies is escapism — stripped of all cynicism, rom-coms pervade as beams of blind hope. Maybe I do He has the chance to offer hope to the young couple, played by two actors who have such great chemistry in this Netflix original rom-com. Holidays. However, they’ve been stripped of every character in this new movie. When we meet Michelle and Aline at a wedding, Michelle is hoping to get the bridal bouquet to be the next bride. In order to prevent this, Allen jumps in front of the flowers, yanking them out of Michelle’s grasp.

Diane Keaton is as foolish as ever. Why is it still so attractive?

These are the only two traits we get for these two: Michelle’s hopes of marrying Aline; Allen believes that marriage is a death sentence for a relationship. They spend the rest of the movie arguing about their conflicting views until they can’t argue anymore, and calling their parents for advice. And let’s remember, these dads know nothing about staying committed to a relationship. They all sleep with each other!

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Allen’s parents arrive at Michelle’s house, Sarandon donning a white trench coat with puffs of marshmallows for the sleeves, while Keaton pulls high-waisted khakis up to her ribcage. While it’s always fun to see Keaton in a Nancy Meyers-esque kitchen, watching her playfully jump for Jesus in a squishy flannel isn’t exactly the laid-back movie we’re all seeking from the actress. Maybe I do She creates caricatures of her four leading players – Keaton a homey grandmother, Jerry a sweet playboy, Sarandon a dazzling singer, and a sad Maisie Case – which is what you might expect from a middle school stage production A Midsummer Night’s Dreamnever to Oscar nominees.

Nothing actually happens Maybe I do. While that’s not always a detractor for movies, it’s not really what you want from a rom-com, where longing plays out at dinner, brushes hands at museums, or three fathers visit a Greek island to meet their long-lost daughter. Instead, Aline and Michelle fight over a bed about marriage, an argument in which the most shocking revelation is that Michelle is wearing her thick leather shoes. on her bed! as if chat Produced by AI, this “human” rom-com penned an all-star cast with vomit-style dialogue role-playing as thoughtful conversations about life.

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It is possible to justify a bad movie. But when a bad movie squanders some of the game’s best talent, it’s a totally indefensible business. Maybe I do It made me wince at Diane Keaton’s lament, a guilty offense with the highest sentence. There is no payoff to any of the film’s heavy-handed satire, resulting in pessimistic rubbish tied together by a nonsensical ending. Save yourself the heartache and watch a Nancy Meyers movie instead.

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