The Meddler (0/10)
by Tony Medley
Runtime 100 minutes.
Not for children.
First the good news.
This does, in fact, end. While you might feel that you are trapped
inside one of the new lasers on a 20 year trip to our nearest star,
Alpha Centauri, and that there is no end in sight, that is an illusion
created by a contrived, politically correct story and some really
dismal acting and directing. And, contrary to what you might feel as you
are sitting there entombed with this film in a darkened theater, you
will not die of boredom. I am living, breathing evidence that survival
Now the bad news.
I’ve seen a lot of chick flicks, and this is certainly near the bottom
of the barrel. I saw it with a chick and even she hated it. I was
reluctant to suggest to her that we bail after the first half hour
because I thought maybe she was enjoying it, but when I told her as we
left the screening that I was ready to leave a long time ago, she said
she would have gladly departed. However, we both emerged relatively
The flimsy story,
written and directed by Lorene Scafaria, is that Marnie Minervini (Susan
Sarandon) is a widow who is forever meddling in other people’s affairs,
a do-gooder who spends money on others, even strangers, when they need
it. Sometime during the film she meets Zipper (J.K. Simmons). He’s the
only good thing in the movie but he is in it so little that he probably
wasn’t on the set more than a week, if that.
Apart from Mr.
Simmons, there was one other thing I liked about the movie, and that’s
the voice of Juice Newton singing “Angel of the Morning” near the end.
Well, there is
something else that’s not too bad about the movie, too. Susan has
claimed for years that she has the best breasts in Hollywood and near
the end of the film she wears a red dress that shows she’s still got
But they weren’t
worth the wait.