I once heard my mum talking to her friends about 50 Shades of Grey and she said, “There are two types of people that read this book; those that liked it and aren’t getting any, and those that hated it and are. And let me tell you, I HATED it!” And that’s basically what this movie is about.
Let me begin by first expressing my sincere surprise that in its many years of existence, the movie industry has not produced a film titled ‘Book Club’ until this year, 2018.
I’m so flabbergasted by the fact that it begs the question Were they waiting for the pinnacle of all books to finally be written and bestowed upon our fine planet that a movie about a book club specifically titled ‘book club’ would be the only way to honour said book? Or Are we still trying to capitalise on the success of a pornographic novel masking itself as a love story?
It is with astounding pleasure that I would like to confirm that the second question above was answered during a 1hr 44min session of muffled giggles and genuine surprise that the audience found this extravaganza ironically legitimately enjoyable.
Book Club takes us through a month in the lives of four women in a new phase of life where their husbands are no longer sexually active, marrying younger women, or dead; and this month they’re reading *Drum Roll, Please* 50 Shades of Grey.
When Vivian (Jane Fonda) pulled out this month’s book, Diane (Diane Keaton, now too beyond Hollywood to be given a character name), is unsurprisingly gobsmacked by even the idea of reading something sexy, and delivers her classic “oh my, we couldn’t possibly!” throwaway laugh. This is me, I am her. Our mums tell us we should ‘live a little’.
Candice Bergen’s ‘Sharon’ is the depressing reality of 20-30 something female’s haunted by every swipe of Tinder quietly whispering to herself “please let this be the one”. If we don’t get this right now, our husbands are going to leave us for younger women, and all we will have is our highly successful law career and…. Bumble. *shivers*.
My saving grace moment for this film came in the form of Carol (Mary Steenburgen) who’s end of the movie dance recital made me cry “happy marriages do exist!”. It was so action packed that I also wondered if they had planned the end of the movie first, worked backwards, and decided to put some filler in the middle.
Despite being the wrong audience this film was intended for, I’ve got to hand it to Hollywood for showcasing 4 women over 60 in a film that explores the genuine trials and tribulations of entering a new phase of life. And while it was still a bit Hollywood in the sense that Diane and Vivian both managed to find men their age that weren’t chasing younger woman, it’s quick wit and cheap one liners will keep the older generations in your family happy.
by Jessica Eaton