I seem to be catching up with movies I somehow missed when they were released at the Box Office or on DVD. This weekend I watched To Gillian on Her 37th Birthday,
starring the handsome Peter
Gallagher, the beautiful Michelle
Pfeiffer, and the delightful Claire Danes as the
teen-aged daughter trying to survive with her father after the death of her
mother. The father, played by Peter Gallagher, can’t seem to let go of his
deceased wife.
It was a great cast that was pleasant to watch. Kathy Baker played the
intrusive aunt who was pushing to take custody of her deceased sister’s
daughter while the father got his act together. It was a pleasant enough movie,
especially the scenes of the ocean surrounding Nantucket,
but it was also full of Hollywood stereotypes. There was
the beach house on Nantucket, the unhappy childless married
couple who would have had children if they had had “something to celebrate in
their marriage,” the grieving husband who was carrying on a relationship
with his dead wife, and the predictable happy ending. No doubt none of the people involved in making this film
lead lives like this, but the movie was written to portray something the average
Midwesterner could understand and respond to emotionally.
Since I began writing fiction of my own, I find it more
difficult to enjoy movies that are somewhat formulaic. I expect more from storytelling. But it’s stories like
this that sell, and, if I got nothing else from this movie, I did receive the
lesson of how to write a crowd-pleasing story. But it also provided a couple of
hours of easy entertainment, and the opportunity to be swept away in somebody
else’s drama in a spectacular ocean setting, complete with postcard perfect
sunsets.