The Survivalist

I am such a sucker for a good triumph of the human spirit story.

Any film that captures that in an effective way is a good film, and 127 Hours is a very good film because A) it’s been directed by Danny Boyle, and B) it stars James Franco.

Any time you see the words “A Danny Boyle Film” appear on the big screen you know you’re in for a treat, and his take on Aron Ralston’s Between a Rock and a Hard Place – for which he reteamed with his fellow Slumdog Millionaire Oscar winners, screenwriter Simon Beaufoy and composer A. R. Rahman – is no different.

First things first, though: You remember Ralston, right?

He’s she Colorado thrillseeker who in 2003 found himself literally stuck in the scenario that gave his memoir its title down in the Canyonlands National Park in Utah and lived to tell the tale.

Right there you have yourself a compelling, engrossing story...that of a man who defied all odds for more than five days in his quest to survive an impossible situation, and Boyle knows it and makes the film literally all about Ralston.

127 Hours starts with extreme energy as we see Aron heading out on this particular adventure, this date with destiny as we later hear him call it, alone, just the way he prefers it.

Aron, as fascinatingly played by Franco, is a man who likes it how he likes it, when he likes it, and that’s how it is.

He’s a bit of a cocky guy, but I guess one must be a bit so if one enjoys doing the sort of things he does, and he sure does and seems to know what he’s doing, so y’ know...so what, who cares.

When he runs into a couple of cute hiker girls (Amber Tamblyn and Kate Mara, playing roles made up for the screen, I believe – don’t quote me on it), he’s flexible enough in his plans that he deviates from them for a while to hang out and show them a good time by taking them to a beautifully blue lake the secret, in-the-know way.

That’s just the kind of guy he is, always up for funsies.

Soon enough, though, the fun gives way to unthinkable horror when he falls through a crack, dislodging a big ol’ boulder than comes to rest on his right arm. In that moment of realization, Franco is amazing. He says it all with nothing but a gasp, a tears-forming-behind-his-eyes look, and a drop of the jaw.

From there the clock begins ticking on 127 Hours, each one more excruciating than the one before for Aron but, nonetheless, quite riveting to experience from the safety and comfort of a movie theater seat.

We see him try to free himself to no avail, cry for help without anyone coming, become acquainted with his new surroundings....

We see him dangling there, trapped, with very little water or food, knowing that no one will get to him time because...he didn’t tell anyone where he was going. Of the mess he’s in all he can say to his camcorder is, “Oops.” Despair is not an option.

And although he’s hallucinating, we also see him keep it together and find the strength that he needs in the memories of an ex-girlfriend, of his friends and family (to whom he apologizes for not being a good-enough son, for not being able to be there for what’s coming up), and the prophetic thoughts of a future in which he’s not only alive but surrounded by a family of his own.

It is sheer will to live that drives Aron to do what few people would fathom, to get out of there no matter the cost.

Armed with a dull, cheap knife, he springs himself from his prison by breaking his arm and cutting it off in a most intense scene that may be a bit difficult to watch but even more so to look away from or avoid (Rahman’s music ensures that the experience is inescapable). In that moment, Franco is amazing yet again.

By then we’ve gotten to know Ralston so well, we can’t help but breathe (forget a sigh of relief...just breathe) and laugh when he matter-of-factly snaps a photo of is severed arm. That’s just who he is and the most fitting way for him to walk away from his ordeal. It’s a mesmerizing thing to behold, and when Aron is finally rescued, well...let’s just say I almost cried of happiness.

My Rating ****

Photo: Fox Searchlight Pictures.

Accidental Lovers

By now you probably know Love & Other Drugs is one heckuva sexy movie starring Brokeback Mountain co-stars Jake Gyllenhaal and Anne Hathaway.

I’ve seen the Edward Zwick-directed romantic dramedy twice now, and lemme tell ya...I probably will see it a third time – it’s that enjoyable.

The garnish, of course, is Gyllen-yum.

He – and Hathaway – cavorts through a great deal of the movie’s almost two-hour running time in various stages of undress (if you ask me, the actor’s sexiest feature isn’t his oh-so-tight bod, but that killer combo of baby blues and sharp canines he’s got going on).

The reason I looked forward to a repeat viewing in the first place, though, is Love & Other Drugs…spoke to me.

The movie felt genuine, as uneven as it was, which is perhaps why I think it is so, y’ know.

It made me laugh more than I ever imagined it would and it made me feel a knot in my throat at times and it made me cringe a little at others. Which is kinda what life is like. And, again, it’s a fun, sexy time with Gyllenhaal and Hathaway – hello!

Here’s what you need to know: the film is a period piece (as much as it can be going back a whopping 14 years).

The story begins some time in 1996, with Spin Doctors’ “Two Princes” ensuring that we get we’re way back then. Based on Jamie Reidy’s Hard Sell: The Evolution of a Viagra Salesman, the film follows the reluctant relationship that blossoms between twentysomethings Jamie Randall and Maggie Murdock, a second-rate-electronics salesman-turned-pharmaceutical-rep wunderkind and a free-spirited artist suffering from early onset Parkinson’s, respectively. It’s a debunk for the both of them, and a quite enjoyable one to watch because neither one of them was looking for it.

Jamie’s not much for relationships, you see. He’s a natural born charmer who could sell sand in the desert if he wanted to and make a killin’, but instead he’s slacking through life, not wanting to give his dad the satisfaction on going to med school and putting his considerable talents to good use. He’d rather get laid, which he does often with the flash of his smile.

Maggie, on the other hand, isn’t much for relationships, either – not anymore. She’s tried that, and because of her disease she’s become guarded...convinced that she’s better off keeping things casual. She’s a straight shooter who’s doing what she feels she needs to do to live out the hand she’s been dealt, and if you don’t like it then there’s the door.

Jamie meets Maggie while at a doctor’s office he’s worked his way in to hawk some of Pfizer’s antidepressants in his new, promising career as a rep. He’s posing an intern, she’s there for kind of an emergency; they banter a little (you can tell he’s taken by her...and her boobs); he goes on with his day, she finds him out in the parking lot afterward. Sparks fly.

From there Jamie and Maggie go at it. A lot. Whenever, wherever.

They first meet for coffee, though; he tries to turn it on for her, but before he can she calls him out on it. She knows what he wants and she wants the same. It’s the perfect set-up for both .

What starts as an NSA thing begins to grow gradually, and soon they’re in it. The question is are they in it to win it – is he strong enough to deal with Maggie’s Parkinson’s, and is she strong enough to let Jamie in? Will he be tempted by another and/or the money he starts making later on as a top Viagra salesman?

That’s what this is all about, not the sex...or the mini-subplot involving Jamie’s crass brother...or the competition between Jamie and a rival rep, and to see these two characters – so nicely played by Gyllenhaal and Hathaway, who have amazing chemistry on screen, btw – figure it out is the true joy of Love & Other Drugs.

My Rating ***

Photo: 20th Century Fox.

It Ain’t Broken, Hollywood!

Plans...quite possibly money-driven plans were announced today to remake the 1992 flop Buffy the Vampire Slayer movie for a potential late-2011 or 2012 release.

To which I have to say: Uhh...why?!

The flick already got the reboot treatment – as a critically and culturally adored TV show – of the most stellar quality thanks to Joss Whedon (who also had a hand on the movie, as its writer) and a cast fronted by Sarah Michelle Gellar that boldly went and succeeded were no one expected it to succeed.

Yes, Warner Bros., I get that you want revisit the film property, but by doing so you will not be held to its standards but that of the show, which are impossibly high and beloved to a degree I doubt you understand.

Tall order much?

I mean...you’re not even involving Whedon on this?

Having said that, I will keep an open mind and hope that y’all will blow it in the bestest of ways. Good luck striking gold with your next SMG, though.

Photo: IMDb.com.

Update: Well this isn’t too surprising: Joss Whedon ain’t too happy about the reboot news.

His oh-so-Whedonesque reaction can be found here.

Jake on the M-I-C!

I gotta give it to Jimmy Fallon – the guy has come into his own since he first came on the air with Late Night with Jimmy Fallon.

And, even better, he’s made it fun for us to watch him grow along the way.

Every once in a while someone goes on the show and the guy makes them do some ridikolous musical bit, right.

He did it (did it, did it) with Gwyneth Paltrow when two reminisced about their ’80s rap duo Shazzazz, and he recently put Jake Gyllenhaal on the beat to perform a song called “Gonna Eat That Talkin’ Sandwich” as a tribute to…urgh…Sarah Palin.

Fun stuff ensued – and now I’m jealous of an audience member. See why for yourself:

Island Man

Last we saw Jorge Garcia, his Hurley was set to rule over Lost’s mysterious Island as its new No. 1, right....

Well, it looks like the actor is trading one land mass surrounded by water for another now that he’s set to headline J.J. Abrams’ new show, Alcatraz.

The actor will play an Alcatraz expert in the pilot, which will follow a group of prisoners and guards who appear in the present day.

Photo: TVGuide.com.

Out of the Inferno

Lindsay Lohan’s on the market for another comeback vehicle.

The troubled actress won’t be starring in the Linda Lovelace biopic Inferno, after all.

“We have stuck by Lindsay very patiently for a long time with a lot of love and support,” said the movie’s director, Matthew Wilder. “Ultimately, the impossibility of insuring her – and some other issues – have made it impossible for us to go forward.”

I say this is for the best.

L2 needs a project with which to reintroduce herself to audiences that isn’t quite as loaded (no pun intended) as one about a late porn star most famous for the 1972 hardcore movie Deep Throat, you know what I mean.

I’m not saying she should do a rom-com, but som’in’ fun-edgy could do much more for her than som’in’ edgy-edgy like Inferno at this point.

Wilder is expected to announce a replacement next week.

Photo: AmyGrindhouse.com.

Update: Watchmen star Malin Akerman has been tapped to take over the Linda Lovelace role.

CTWoman

Claire Danes is returning to TV.

Showtime has lured the Temple Grandin Emmy winner back to the tube (you remember she headlined that cult gem My So-Called Life, right?) and given her a starring role on a pilot called Homeland, a drama loosely based the Israeli television series Prisoners of War.

The show follows an American soldier taken prisoner during the invasion of Iraq in 2003 who, left for dead, manages to return stateside after years in captivity.

Danes would play a CIA officer (in counterterrorism, I presume) damaged by her own issues who becomes convinced that the intelligence that led to the soldier’s return was a setup and that this national hero may be connected to an Al Qaeda plot to be carried out on American soil.

Sounds twisty.

Photo: BikeTool.com.au.

The Magic Is All Right

The last time a Harry Potter movie did its thing in movie theaters around the world – that’d be Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince in 2009 – I declared the stage had been set for the ultimate battle between the bespectacled wizard and He Who Must Not Be Named.

Now that Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows – Part 1 it out, though, I must revise that statement.

Director David Yates, who took over the franchise with Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, has been ushering the Potter Gang and its portrayers – Daniel Radcliffe (Harry), Rupert Grint (Ron), and Emma Watson (Hermione) – into young adulthood rather nicely, readying them for that final showdown against Lord Voldermort...and, in the case of the actors, life after Hogwarts.

It can be argued that under Yates’ helm, the movies found their tone more fully.

I personally would tend to agree with that assessment, but then again I think that everyone who’s ever steered a Potter movie was right for the job.

Chris Columbus introduced us to the magic, Alfonso Cuarón brought out the story’s darkness, Mike Newell upped the stakes....

This being the adaptation of J.K. Rowling’s seventh chapter in the saga gives the movie a more epic scope. By splitting the book into two parts, Yates & Co. certainly have added to that effect, but Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, yet another faithful-to-the-page take, alright, feels different.

It is by far and most definitely the slowest, most serious entry yet. And that’s both a good and a bad thing. By sandwiching the action with a long middle section during which nothing seemingly happens (or, OK, not a whole lot), the movie builds and builds to what promises to be a second part that shan’t be missed...but at the same time, this may frustrate Rowling-non-readers who may want to see some action.

There’s also a lack of magic in this one that some may find off putting.

In Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Harry, Ron, and Hermione are out on their own in the Muggle world, without the guidance and protection of their fan-favored professors. We know the magic will be safeguarded as long as the young wizards are around, but we also see how strong the other side has grown. This is probably the most vulnerable they’ve been, and they will face real loss from now on.

A line has been drawn in the sand, and as the movie opens the trio is seen making the difficult decisions they must make to ensure they will survive what lies ahead. It’s heartbreaking, but necessary. Their commitment to their mission to find and destroy the Horcruxes containing bits of their enemy’s soul, and to one another is undeniable, which is not to say they and their loyalties won’t be tested along the way.

Meanwhile, Camp He Who Must Not Be Named has made great strides in furthering its agenda. Voldemort’s Death Eaters have seized control of the Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts and are hot on Harry’s trail. By the end of the movie, it’s obvious this could go either way.

The stage is now set for sure, and Part 2, I hear from someone who has read the Rowling books, will be packed with action.

I cannot wait.

My Rating ***

Photo: Warner Bros.

The Beacon of Light

Ryan Reynolds is ready for the big time.

The actor is set to be that which we see in brightest day, in blackest night when Green Lantern opens next summer to the delight of many a fanboy out there.

The blockbuster due out on June 17 follows the adventures of Hal Jordan (Sexiest Man Reynolds), a test pilot who is granted a mystical green ring that bestows him with otherworldly powers, as well as membership into an intergalactic squadron tasked with keeping peace within the universe.

Not to mention an abstastically tight little outfit.

Check out the trailer and brace yourself for quite a ride:

Green Lantern co-stars Blake Lively and Peter Sarsgaard.

A Thrilling Glee

The Gleeks are going to the Super Bowl.

Well, actually, the show will air in the coveted post-Super Bowl slot next winter, and although the powers that Glee have decided not to make it a tribute episode, they will make it special and will be performing Michael Jackson’s “Thriller.”

The classic ditty will be performed as a mash-up with another, yet-to-be-chosen song (may I suggest something by the Queen of Pop to keep the tune regal?).

The super-sized ep also will feature covers of tunes by the Black Eyed Peas, Lady Antebellum, and Katy Perry.

Photo: E! Online.

The Unwitting Pawn

I didn’t know much about Valerie Plame before watching Doug Liman’s Fair Game – the real-life, partly fictionalized story of the outed CIA covert agent – and I can’t say I’m all the wiser after having seen it, really.

That is not to say in any way that the movie doesn’t get its message across, that being the story of how Plame, an as-portrayed effective company woman, got the shaft and then some by members of the Bush administration dead-set on going to war in Iraq.

Fair Game is set in a post-Sept. 11 world, obviously, a time of fear and miscommunication – a time of chaos.

Plame, whom we first meet while on a undercover mission in Malaysia, is trotting the world collecting intelligence on a lead that Saddam Hussein has or is attempting to buy uranium yellowcake. The task also takes her to Egypt and Jordan and often keeps her deep in the bowels of the agency where she and her colleagues try to make sense of the data collected.

Her job as an operative is so involved she and her husband, Joe Wilson (Sean Penn), a former U.S. ambassador, often don’t see each other. They communicate via Post-Its. He knows what she does, but she can’t and won’t compromise that in any way, which frustrates and scares him.

That’s the job (being away from her husband and her family is part of it), and she’s quite good at it.

Eventually, at one point during the investigation, Plames is asked whether the well-connected Wilson could travel to Niger to report on the Hussein-yellowcake connection. She talks him about it; he agrees to investigate after meeting with her superiors. She doesn’t have the power to just send her husband or anyone on a fact-finding mission anywhere.

It turns out to be all for naught because when Wilson comes back with a “No” on the connection, it soon becomes evident all the White House wants to hear – the Office of the Vice President, specifically – is “Yes.” Because they’ll turn any negative into a positive, anyway, y’ know...to justify their campaign for war. Which is not quite the kind of positive thinking you’d expect; I mean, this life or death, not some minor budgetary hurdle, right?

Outraged by the lies, Wilson decides to write an op-ed piece for The New York Times revealing what he hadn’t find in Niger, essentiatilly saying that the Bush administration had, indeed, manipulated intelligence about weapons of mass destruction to go after Hussein.

What follows, and, in fact, followed was headline news in 2003: payback.

The OVP leaked Plame’s identity through a counterpoint piece in the Chicago Sun-Times, effectively changing the question of why the country was going to war to just who is Valerie Plame, destroying her career and unraveling her life in the process.

Clever move, huh...quite Machiavellian, alright.

Fair Game, as political a hot potato as it is, is, from my point of view, a pretty good movie that because of its plot’s intricacies I have to talk about as such. The stakes aren’t...high. The drama hasn’t been embellished by some danger Plame has to conquer to save the day.

The cost of the conflict is all-too-real, so it’s all about the performances, and Watts shines as a steely woman wronged in the most definitive way she could be, not by a man but by a system she supported. You know what I mean? And Penn, well...he’s outrage personified and provides the kind of strong, yet subdued support that Watts needs to quietly own the movie.

I find it incredible she isn’t getting more buzz out of this one....

My Rating ***

Photo: Summit Entertainment.

Wanted Man Get Your Intergalactic Gun

Daniel Craig and Harrison Ford will be tasked with preserving law and order on Earth next summer when the little green men (or something like ’em) arrive on our planet in Jon Favreau’s Cowboys & Aliens.

Here’s the poster – check out Craig’s backside! – and here’s the teaser trailer for the blockbuster.

As for the movie’s plot, picture it if you can: Silver City, Ariz., 1873. Apache Indians and Western settlers must lay their differences aside when an alien spaceship crash lands in their city.

Fun gunfights ensue. Sign me up!

Cowboys & Aliens – with Ford as an iron-fisted colonel and Craig as a wanted man who may hold the key to salvation – fight their way into theaters on July 29.

Photo Yahoo! Movies.

Sexy Ryan Goes Sexiest

People magazine has gone and done its most “Duh” thing ever, really, and named Ryan Reynolds the 2010 Sexiest Man Alive.

And I thank them for it – although I would’ve put R2 shirtless on the cover, guys.

I mean, not only is the hot Canuck talented and funny, he’s also beyond ripped, no matter how much he likes to say things like, “My body naturally wants to look like Dick Van Dyke.”

Self-deprecation is sooo attractive, Ry – stop it.

Unlike the lot of hunks out there, though, Reynolds knows he’s gotta keep it cool, but won’t object (too much) to his wife, GQ Babe of the Year Scarlett Johansson, saying things like, “Sexiest Man, take out the garbage.” That ought to help things in perspective.

Among the other studs People highlighted this year is Jon Hamm, who, according to Tina Fey, is “just great at everything,” as well as Kellan Lutz, Drake, Glee’s Matthew Morrison, Jon Bon Jovi, and True Blood’s Joe Manganiello.

All hella fine, fine choices, huh.

Photo: People.

Update: Two-time titleholder George Clooney is happy with the choice of Ryan Reynolds as this year’s Sexiest Man Alive – especially because it reportedly means People didn’t choose Brad Pitt.

Caught in the Web

All the trouble that’s plagued Broadway’s upcoming offering, Spider-Man: Turn Off the Dark – including departing stars, budget issues, and on-set injuries – seems not to have had an effect on anticipation for the show.

Vogue has a set of Annie Leibovitz-shot photos that reveal what the Julie Taymor-directed, Bono-and-Edge-scored show will look like…y’ know, to whet fans’ appetites.

It sure looks like Taymor and Co. are going for as much theatrical drama as possible – and how cute are the show’s leads, Reeve Carney and Jennifer Damiano?

Photo: Vogue.com.

A Generation’s Wedding

OMG, I can’t contain myself I’m so excited: Prince William has finally popped the question to his longtime girlfriend, Kate Middleton, and the couple is at last engaged to be married!

And why am I so chuffed by the news? It’s not like I’m an English subject or, say, a hardcore Anglophile, right? Well, because the wedding’s going to be an event – one for an entire generation to say, “Yeah, I watched that on TV.” Here are a few reasons why to be happy about this, no matter how silly it may be.

My parents had Charles and Diana’s wedding, and now I get Wills and Kate’s.

We’ve all seen this kid grow up before our eyes, shared in the pain of the loss of his beloved mother, and rooted for his every move.

And he’s a prince.

And it’s about darn time he put a ring on it (one of Lady Di’s no less, and a pretty stunning one at that).

Of course we’re excited, and by that I mean I’m excited. Although here’s some non-mine coverage about the whole thing.

The next few of months of planning are going to be a blast to witness, and you know The Wedding is going to be a sight to see.

Congrats to the happy couple, and to England, and to William’s younger brother Prince Harry, who’s now officially the Most Eligible Bachelor in Great Britain!

Photo: TheDailyBeast.com.

Update: A wedding date has been set!

Wills and Kate will be married at Westminster Abbey on April 29.

The Accented Savior

Gerard Butler’s assault on Hollywood continues.

The Scottish stud reportedly has his sights set on a blockbusting adaptation of the comic book series Afterburn, which is described as very “Indiana Jones-meets-Mad Max.”

Set in the near future, after a massive solar flare strikes Earth, destroying the Eastern Hemisphere, Afterburn follows a man named Jake (to be played by Butler, natch) who leads a team of “recovery experts” into danger zones to secure treasures like the Mona Lisa, the Rosetta Stone, and the Crown Jewels for wealthy Western clients, battling rival treasure hunters, pirates, and hostile mutants along the way.

Training Day’s Antoine Fuqua may direct.

I can take Butler or leave him, really, but this sounds like it calls for some shirtlessness, so bring it.

Photo: Collider.com.

Gatsby’s Girl

We all thought Blake Lively had it in the bag....

Casting Miss Daisy Buchanan – the female lead in F. Scott Fitzgerald’s The Great Gatsby, which Baz (Moulin Rouge!) Luhrmann is remaking – has zeroed in on Carey Mulligan instead.

The coveted part has been offered to the An Education Oscar nominee, who’ll be joining Leonardo DiCaprio, who’s playing Jay Gatsby, and, maybe, Tobey Maguire, who’s rumored for the role of Gatsby’s friend (and Daisy’s second cousin), the story’s narrator Nick Carraway, on the project.

Mulligan’s name was one of many A-List-y names that had been thrown into the mix. Evidently, Natalie Portman, Scarlett Johansson, Amanda Seyfried, Keira Knightley, Michelle Williams, Lively and her The Town co-star Rebecca Hall were all considered for the part.

I would’ve considered Claire Danes, too – it would have been beyond to see her reunited with her Romeo + Juliet director and counterpart, no?

Photo: HollywoodLife.com.

In the Name of the Mothers

There is a scene in Lisa (High Art) Cholodenko’s hit summer indie The Kids Are All Right that should – at last! – get Annette Bening her much-overdue Oscar.

Granted, the entire film is quite the showcase for the actress, and co-star Julianne Moore, but that scene...that scene is just so on point, so raw, so emotional.

It’s but a moment in an accomplished, sharp-witted 104-minute observation of a thoroughly modern-day relationship, and such a timeless one at that, for it is rooted in the most real of emotions: heartbreak.

Bening plays Nic, one half of a lesbian couple (of a certain age), a doctor. Moore plays her other half, Jules, the more free-spirited one of the two.

Together they have to teenaged children conceived via artificial insemination, Joni (Alice in Wonderland’s Mia Wasikowska) and Laser (Jost Hutcherson), who talks his sister, who is 18, into looking up their sperm donor before leaving for college.

A bit reluctant to do so because she doesn’t know how their moms will react, Joni eventually agrees to the task, and so into their lives comes Paul (Mark Ruffalo), a confronting, irresistible, new sorta guy who topsy-turvies everything for Nic and Jules and the kids.

Rent the film, which is out on DVD today, and find out exactly what happens, and see it all unfold knowing that this story is, perhaps, the most genuine of its kind you will see all year. There’s no pretense about the message Cholodenko is sending – love is love, not matter who you love, and if there is love between two people, then they are not all that quote, unquote different. And because of Bening, natch, who will knock your socks off in that scene.

Photo: Focus Features.

The Hooded One is Back

So I went to see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows – Part 1 yesterday (come back later this week for my take on it) and got to see the trailer for Catherine Hardwicke’s spring entry Red Riding Hood.

Starring Amanda Seyfried, the Twilight director’s gothic take on the fairy tale, looks quite must-y, actually.

First of all, Seyfried shines against the movie’s wintry setting, with her big blue eyes and striking red riding hood....

And her two up-and-coming co-stars, Shiloh Fernandez and Max Irons sure promise to provide two smoldering sides to an already promising love triangle.

Red Riding Hood struts into theaters on March 11.

Photo: EW.com.

Update: Check out the trailer, and tell me, “Who’s afraid?” indeed.

The Troubled Sister

My girl Elizabeth Banks is in talks to co-headline the family drama Welcome to People alongside Unstoppable star Chris Pine.

What...an eye-catching pairing, huh.

The movie follows a businessman who returns home after his estranged father’s death and discovers that he has an alcoholic sister (Banks) with a 12-year-old son.

Sounds kinda Rachel Getting Married-esque, which could bring out some rich performances out of Banks and Pine both.

Which I heart.

Photo: Zimbio.com.