P.S. Movie Review
At first glance, "P.S." seems like a ghost story, but it's not. It seems to have promise, considering it stars Laura Linney, Gabriel Byrne, Marcia Gay Harden and Topher Grace, but it doesn't. It should have been interesting, but it isn't.
"P.S.," about a divorced admissions counselor who falls in love with a student who looks like, sounds like and even has the same name as her high school love, who died twenty years earlier, had a lot of potential. Having a great cast and an intriguing premise, it had the makings of a great film. But boring direction, bad characters and an unfulfilling plot make "P.S." one of the lamest movies of the year.
Little else need be said. The movie, only an hour and a half long, is oh so boring. You can't feel for any of the characters because you can't like any of the characters. Linney is just pathetic, Grace doesn't make any sense, Harden is a whore and Byrne is a troubled sex addict. And we're supposed to root for these people?
Worst off, the movie never explains the oddity that is Grace's character, considering he does have the same name (or close enough), the same mannerisms, the same interests and the same facial features as Linney's dead lover. The only thing that kept me watching was the chance to figure out the "mystery," if you can call it that, of this young guy who seemingly falls in love with a woman twice his age (albeit Linney is very pretty).
I never had high hopes for "P.S.," but I really should have lowered my expectations. This is one of the most boring and pointless movies of the year and definitely one of the biggest wastes of a fine cast in a long time.
Review by Erik Samdahl unless otherwise indicated.