Synopsis: 70-year-old widower Ben Whittaker has discovered that retirement isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. Seizing an opportunity to get back in the game, he becomes a senior intern at an online fashion site, founded and run by Jules Ostin.
Release Date: September 25, 2015
Thoughts: I resisted doing a write-up of The Intern for several months now because my parents always told me if you can’t say something nice don’t say it at all. Then I remembered that this blog was designed to cast a critical eye on all things film so why not just go for it? Ok? Here we go.
I do not like Nancy Meyers. I don’t like her directing and I don’t like her writing. “But Joe”, you say, “what about The Holiday? Something’s Gotta Give? It’s Complicated?” I’ve seen them, I’ve enjoyed them…but I don’t feel good about it afterward because Meyers seems only able to represent the privileged white woman’s point of view. Her films are awash in taupe and cream…the same color as the skin of all of her characters. The lack of diversity in her films is shocking and it’s baffling to me no one has called her on it in a public form yet.
So I approach her new film with a great deal of angst. It looks like another white-washed affair full of life lessons and jokes only a Wellesley grad would appreciate and one that should be watched while sipping white wine and munching on celery stalks. Taking on a role once occupied by Tina Fey and then Reese Witherspoon, Anne Hathaway (Interstellar) seems right at home, as does Robert De Niro (Silver Linings Playbook) who hasn’t made a truly discerning film decision in almost a decade.
I’ll see it…but Nancy Meyers…I’ve got your number.