This flick is a weak puff of air, it might as well not exist given what little impact it had on me. It’s a piffle comedy with surprisingly dramatic (and dark) moments… grim moments that struggled to the surface and made any kind of impact.

The flick is about two old friends (Jane Fonda and Lily Tomlin) who meet at a funeral. They commiserate over a man who they had a traumatic encounter with decades ago and Fonda decides its time to murder him.

It’s a comedy… definitely meant to be funny. I didn’t laugh, but I acknowledge the presense of jokes. The film’s editing and humor are just blank… a kind of boring, un-snappy, uneventful blank.

Malcolm McDowell plays the target of the murder plot… and he’s a monster and the movie picks up any time his evil presence is on screen. So I guess I’m saying the movie is uneven, but at least encounters with him give the film life. A different, far more dramatic kind of life than the puffy blah comedy, but at least it was something.

I might as well not have seen this movie.

Score: 66