Tuesday! You sneaky McSneakster. Creeping up on me like there’s only 11 Fridays until Christmas. Yes…I just went there.
Just like I went to the movies this weekend! TWICE!
I’ll leave the “other” movie for next time. But for now, my personal dark horse. I went to see The Intern with Thing 1. I was completely ambivalent about even going. Don’t get me wrong – I love both Anne Hathaway and Robert DeNiro. However, the entire premise of the plot made me think it would be entirely predictable and meh. Happy to say, I was way wrong.
Shortest.Synopsis.EVER: A retired widower lands an internship at an online fashion site run by a young, career-driven woman. Gritty details: rated PG-13 for one F-bomb and middle finger (caveat: both Thing 1 and I belly-laughed at both instances) and the B-word via text, twice. No naked bits, although there are a couple of sexual innuendos inferring senior citizens are, in fact, not dead in that way. I choose to believe the movie because I’m neither asking about nor researching it.
How refreshing to have a film not littered with unnecessary swearing! On top of that highlight, it was a movie which didn’t portray a 70 year old as either dirty-minded or succumbing to dementia. Robert DeNiro was perfect in his role as Ben, a guy who still has lots of life left and wants to enjoy it. When he explains to the younger guys at work why he carries a handkerchief, I got tears in my eyes; my dad has always carried one too.
Anne Hathaway nails her savvy, on-the-go entrepreneur Jules, who has put her life on hold to pursue her business towards uber-success. She’s quick to act and even more quick to judge. She has little to no use for the senior intern who has been assigned to her…until she realizes how much she needs him.
Oh, and I have to congratulate writer/director Nancy Meyers for a velociraptor-intelligent, wee daughter who catches onto the adults in her life. A realistic child? How novel. Kids do see the little things.
Throw in some stellar minor characters, superb subplots and some scenes that hit you in the feels, and The Intern is a movie I whole-heartedly recommend to anyone high school and up (If you don’t think a high school has heard/seen sexual innuendos at school, you’re wrong). The story was like a gorgeous rose to begin with and as the plot progressed, it became multi-layered, but stunning nonetheless.