The quintessential Paul Giamatti movie. A wounded, mournful look at the damaged self image of a recently divorced middle aged man. Just two dudes pleasantly hurtling through parallel mid-life crisis. Does that make it the whitest movie ever made? Possibly. But Giamatti and Haden-Church’s commitment to the material elevates what should be a wrote by-the-numbers Road movie.
Also of note: Virginia Madsen and Sandra Oh! They’re both underwritten, manic pixie wine women but Madsen is so engaged in every scene- it’s marvelous to watch her dominate the screen even if her material isn’t really up to snuff. Meanwhile, Oh has what seems like the most cathartic beat down of a shitty dude this side of a rom-com. Honestly, I kind of wished the whole movie was about them instead.
Anyways, it’s pretty great and it made me wish I liked wine more. Which, lets be honest, was probably the point.