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 Crush
 
Starring: Andie MacDowell, Imelda Stauton, Anna Chancellor
and Kenny Doughty
Directed by: Scot John McKay
Rated: R
Crush
is about close friends, drinkies, love, ciggies, lust, inhibitions,
ciggies, letches, trust, and more drinkies that charms you and
draws you in from the very first frame.
Crush
is a rare charming film that will be part of the "girl's
night" collection in my house as soon as it goes to dvd!
Oh, I
hate to say this is a chick flick, because I hate to be sexiest,
but it truly is. And it's a damned good one at that. Oddly, the
film, a comedy drama about girlfriends, is written and directed
by Scot John McKay, who is most definitely a man.
Be
warned you'll run the gamut of emotions as you visit with his
delightfully refreshing characters, Kate, Janine and Molly.
Molly
(Anna Chancellor), who's been divorced more than once but less
than five, is the strong willed blunt chick with a tad of bitterness
towards the opposite sex… Molly is the small click's leader
of sorts. She's British with bulldog tendencies.
Friend
Janine (Imelda Staunton) is a police inspector and single mom
gloriously determined there's hope for an interesting partner…
Janine's a tough little character who doesn't mind a quick go
at a social event after a few drinks. She's also decidedly British.
And
then there's Kate (Andie MacDowell) the "quiet" American
one. She's a headmistress at a local school who stays prim and
proper for her peers. She's very concerned about others opinions
of her. She's more like the British stereotype of stiff-upper-lip
then her British pals. Kate's feeling her hormonal clock clanging
inside and has those baby blues in vibrant shades of cobalt…
They
are three close friends on the other side of forty. Each week
the gals get together for a friendly ritual of strong drinks,
verbal orations about their latest manstories and general womanly
gossiping. They also give a prize for whomever's encounter with
a beau-de-jour is the most pathetic. The winner receives the coveted
the title of , "loser of the week" or "Saddest
F***er Club Member."
The
prize is a delicious high calorie treat to trough down guilt free
for all the suffering with her glass-o-gin and ciggies. The sinful
treat is also a tangible therapy of sorts; if you're that hard
up what's it going to matter if your thighs expand a wee bit…who'd
really notice?
The
three make various attempts at meeting and keeping mates. Plodding
along wholehearted in the eternal search for eligible men and
that mysterious myth of romance.
However, this special friendship they share is about to be tested
as Kate embarks on a "thing" with her ex-student, Jed
(Kenny Doughty) who's now quite handsome and viral.
The
lad is a musician, a church organ player (how apropos no?)
and happens to have that patented British smirk a girl could find
her self-being a heaping helping of good old fashioned bad for-if
you get my blatant sexual drift.
Jed
also happens to be tons of years younger than Kate. He's racing
toward twenty-five, I believe, and Kate is frantically braking
after forty. And remember that's oh-so-cool for guys but certainly
not for women! I say bravo to the Kate's of the world…where
was I?
Natch
Kate's gal pals start to judge…even mock her. They feel it's
their duty, nay their right, to address her blatant disregard
for humility. She's prancing around all happy and in love, she's
even planning on keeping the boy toy! This just wont do.
Ah,
but what's the one thing people never learn? Besides the fact
even late at night when no ones looking chocolate is still
fattening. What's the other thing? Right. Love is blind and no
one thinks himself or herself a fool when they truly feel they're
in love. Attack their heart's fancy and be attacked yourself!
Kate feels not only is she just in her love of Jed, but she may
just have found her soul mate. A young soul mate, but none-the-less.
As
she and her beloved friends part ways over a spat regarding her
blossoming forbidden love, the Molly and Janine decide Kate most
definitely needs to be saved from herself and her folly.
As
true friends they can see she really desperately needs their help.
They must prove to her Jed's just a lark and would leave her for
the next skirt that twirls his way and flashes him her cotton
undies…
Who's
right? Who's wrong…does anyone really need to be? Oh consequences
of deeds done dirty have never been so grave. The three will test
their friendship right down to the bottom of their favorite gin
bottle this time.
 This
new stud-muffin on-the-scene Kenny Doughty, who plays Jed, is
truly scrumptious. He's a Sheppard's Pie of a man...each succulent
layer more complex and delicious than the last! On top of that
Kenny comes complete with a thick deep Northern British accent
that makes one weak in the knees. I had a chance to chat with
him about his career and he he said it was a film about based
in his tiny home town he saw as a small lad, and watching uber
talent Ralph Fiennes acting grace, that made him want to become
an actor himself. Sweet, and impeccable taste? Wrap him
up I'll take 'im!
Andie MacDowell is stunning per usual. What's weird is she plays
a matronly gal with odd clothing tastes. Few folks could look
this adorable in frump wear! Andie's one of my favorite actresses.
The other Sad F***er Club mates Molly and Janine, or Anna Chancellor
and Imelda Staunton, are wonderful as well. You really felt these
girls got together and hung out their chemistry was just that
strong.
Crush
managed to keep its characters are warm, witty, real and genuinely
enthralling. You may learn a tidbit about minding ones business
and the faults we can all have. So girls gather your forces and
make it girl's night for this touching warm tale of the spirit
of friendship and the drunkening draw of romance.
Enjoy!
Snack
Recommendation: Gin and ciggies at a smart bar.
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