I am a big fan of Sigourney Weaver and, based on the trailer, I (mistakenly) thought The Good House would be a charming story about two people finding love later in life. As such I decided to see it last night at the Broadway but, honestly, I wish I had gone next door to see Bros with all of the cool kids. Hildy Good (Weaver) has been the top realtor in a coastal town in Massachusetts for decades and has always been the life of the party. She provides financial support for her adult daughters, Tess (Rebecca Henderson) and Emily (Molly Brown), alimony to the ex-husband (David Rasche) who left her for a man, and emotional support to a newcomer (Morena Baccarin) to the community. After a stint in rehab, however, her business is in trouble after a betrayal from someone she once mentored (Kathryn Erbe) and she is confused by a new relationship with an old flame (Kevin Kline). She begins drinking again, with escalating consequences, until a near tragedy forces her to reach out for help. Hildy breaks the fourth wall over and over to tell the audience that she is not an alcoholic even though her actions prove otherwise. Despite a strong performance from Weaver, I found this to be an absolute mess. There are way too many characters and subplots, including an incomprehensible one alluding fact that Hildy may or may not be a witch like one of her ancestors, and the tonal shifts are all over the place. The best part is Hildy's relationship with her high school boyfriend Frank (Weaver and Kline have an appealing and lived-in chemistry) but, alas, it does not figure in the plot as much as I thought (or hoped) it would. This is a boring Lifetime movie about an alcoholic being marketed as a romantic comedy and it certainly was not for me.
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