Review: Mr. Morgan’s Last Love
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Michael Caine plays the title character, a retired professor living in Paris
who nonetheless doesn’t speak any French. His beloved wife (Jane Alexander,
seen in flashbacks) has just died, and he has no idea what to do with himself.
He’s despondent without her, even as we flash-forward a few years. But then he
meets pretty, young Parisian cha-cha teacher Clémence Poésy and she seems to
bring him back from the brink and give him a new lease on life. His kids
visiting from the States (played by Justin Kirk and Gillian Anderson), however,
have no idea what to make of this new development and question the much younger
woman’s motives.
Although
far from the biggest turd Sir Michael Caine has dropped in his lengthy and
uneven career, this 2013 film is insubstantial, clichéd, and unworthy of his
enormous (if uneven) talent. Unlikeable supporting performances by Justin Kirk
and Gillian Anderson certainly don’t help, but the main issue here is that
writer-director Sandra Nettelbeck (“Mostly Martha”) doesn’t give us
anything new, interesting, or even cinematic. This is TV movie material, and
very, very small. The characters of the selfish and seemingly uncaring kids
played by Kirk and Anderson (who really miscalculate their performances) are
beyond tired and hackneyed.
That
said, I wasn’t entirely happy with the main character, either. I know the
French have a reputation for being rude, but the locals in this have a point:
Caine, if he was going to live in France, should’ve learned the damn language.
Caine
and pretty co-star Clemence Poesy are pretty good (though Caine still can’t
navigate his way around an American accent after all these years), but the film
isn’t, and the very talented Jane Alexander yet again finds herself wasted in a
nothing role. What did Caine see in this material that made him want/need to
make this? It’s old-hat and way too long for a story so insignificant. It
follows an extremely familiar trajectory with the only difference being that
it’s Michael Caine this time around. If that’s enough of a difference for you,
have at it. I needed more.
Pretty
mediocre stuff, I’m afraid, and it gets worse the longer it goes on as it
doesn’t even adequately payoff the obvious May-December romance the filmmaker
obviously starts out heading towards. The ending is terribly unsatisfying and
not believable at all for these characters.
Rating:
C
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