So you think you want more movies about real people with real problems, really talking about them the way real people really do, and without any unreal heightening and tightening. Henry Jaglom's home movie on the dissolution of his marriage to Patrice Townsend should cause you to think twice. Jaglom knows himself well enough, or likes himself well enough, to show himself whining, wheedling, pleading, and manipulating, as well as wearing shorts and an angler's hat. And he knows and likes his collaborators well enough to show his ex-wife, for example, doing yoga or his screen sister-in-law dancing on stilts. Nice little moments, these. But a man, his friends, his house, and his swimming pool do not a movie make. And the addition of a camera magnifies slightness into fatuousness. (1985) — Duncan Shepherd
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