

Now, no offense to you seventh graders out there, but you do have a tendency to get melodramatic.

The trouble is that after their relationship is consummated, the two leads behave like seventh graders. Nicholson, for all his bluster and creakiness, still has the panache that has served him so well for the past forty years or so.

Keaton basically plays a grown-up Annie Hall, and she manages to look sexy and daffy at the same time. The good news is that pairing Keaton and Nicholson (who appeared together in 1982's Reds) was a great, great idea. Yup, you guessed it, that means he has to bunk with Erica. Mercer (an interestingly cast Keanu Reeves) admonishes the unrepentant Harry for overexerting himself and tells him not to travel for a little while. The thrust of the story (oops, another pun) is that while fooling around with Marin upstairs, Harry suffers a heart attack. I mean, wouldn't you? It takes some explaining, but soon the misunderstanding is cleared up and our combatants (oops, participants) can get on with the romancin'. Naturally, she thinks he's an intruder and calls 911. There's Harry, in his boxers and a t-shirt, putting wine in the 'fridge, when Marin's mom - you guessed it, Erica - unexpectedly comes home. Harry's with his new squeeze Marin (Amanda Peet), at Marin's mom's house. One of the funniest scenes in the movie comes right near the beginning. Okay, technically he plays 63-year-old Harry Sanborn, owner of a hip-hop record label and chronic womanizer. Diane Keaton plays Erica Barry, a neurotic, highly successful playwright. For the most part, writer-director Nancy Meyers succeeds here. The audience wants to be swept off its feet, but it doesn't want anything that's overly salacious. The participants have to be sexy enough that the younger people in the audience don't get all grossed out ("Gramma and Granpa are KISSING!!! With tongue!!!!"), but not too sexy. Romance among the AARP set in a movie is never an easy proposition, pardon the pun.
