The title tells too much. Or rather the rest of it tells too little else. An abused housewife and an earthy waitress (no, not Thelma and Louise but Marianne and Darly) head out on a picaresque odyssey to Alaska, cheered along by some tinkly (and thump-thumpy) New Age jazz, but continually waylayed by gruesome caricatures, bouncy oddballs, contrived incidents, parachuted comic relief. Director Edward Zwick, whose Glory looks more than ever like a fluke, is too busy being nonjudgmental, sympathetic, supportive, and so forth, to spare much time for being honest. Developments belatedly begin to get interesting when there appears to be a shift in nonjudgmental sympathy, sympathetic support, etc., away from one woman and toward the other, but that imbalance is soon corrected (if that's the word). And the motifs of imponderable fate and the voluminous universe are a bit grand for the factitious spectacle before us. With Christine Lahti and Meg Tilly. (1992) — Duncan Shepherd
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