This had so much potential for being a moderately humorous, somewhat heart-warming movie. Even if it used recycled subplots from other ethnic comedies about families coming to terms with a son who announces he's gay and a son coping with their response to the news, with this cast, it could have at least achieved mediocrity. Mediocrity remained only an unrealized dream
I kept watching this with the hope that the cast would eventually come to the rescue, given the apparent absence of both a director and script, but about half-way through the movie I admitted defeat, cut my losses and hit the stop button.
There is nothing to like here and it is amazing to think this disaster was produced in the 21st century. Lainie Kazan seemed to struggle with the whole concept of being the stereotypical Jewish mother. When she repeatedly spat out "shiksa" or "mazel tov" she sounded like a southern Baptist speaking a foreign language and her self-absorbed inability to hear anything her son or husband said wasn't cute & comical. It was ham- fisted, poorly timed and sophomoric.
I actually felt sorry for Saul Rubinek. He sometimes had a glazed look as if he was aboard a sinking ship with no more lifeboats. His occasional displays of despair were probably less motivated by his character's son coming out than by the realization that he had signed onto this disastrous production.
If you have fond memories of the Bates Motel in Psycho, I think they used some of those old sets in this movie. The greatest expense in producing this film must have been for plywood.
I kept watching this with the hope that the cast would eventually come to the rescue, given the apparent absence of both a director and script, but about half-way through the movie I admitted defeat, cut my losses and hit the stop button.
There is nothing to like here and it is amazing to think this disaster was produced in the 21st century. Lainie Kazan seemed to struggle with the whole concept of being the stereotypical Jewish mother. When she repeatedly spat out "shiksa" or "mazel tov" she sounded like a southern Baptist speaking a foreign language and her self-absorbed inability to hear anything her son or husband said wasn't cute & comical. It was ham- fisted, poorly timed and sophomoric.
I actually felt sorry for Saul Rubinek. He sometimes had a glazed look as if he was aboard a sinking ship with no more lifeboats. His occasional displays of despair were probably less motivated by his character's son coming out than by the realization that he had signed onto this disastrous production.
If you have fond memories of the Bates Motel in Psycho, I think they used some of those old sets in this movie. The greatest expense in producing this film must have been for plywood.