America's Lost Girls

For John, BLUF:  You either have hope or you cave into cynicism.  Nothing to see here; just move along.

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From Mr Anthony Lane, a Writer for The New Yorker we have a review of the new movie, Trainwreck.

The movie stars Amy Schumer, and from here Wikipedia bio, the movie sounds like like an on-screen biography, with a happy ending.

And there is where the writer, Mr Lane, upchucks.  He is dissolute over the ending to the movie Trainwreck.  The reason is the heroine goes from being a hard bitten female version of a swinger to someone who finds love and hope for the future, and, yuck, marriage.

Amy, though informed by Steven [her boyfriend at the beginning of the movie], “You’re not nice,” is nice enough to befriend a homeless man outside her apartment; her philandering is not that of a genuine free spirit but of a conscience wrenched out of joint by an equally faithless father (Colin Quinn), who now, as if paying for his sins, suffers from multiple sclerosis and resides in an assisted-living facility.  Amy has a sister (Brie Larson), who has a husband and a stepson, and, fiercely though Amy mocks their domestic harmony, they have much to teach her, the end result being a long shot, late in the proceedings, of all four of them gathered for a group hug.  …  So much for the promise of the title. “Trainwreck” sticks to the rails.

What's not to like?  A story of redemption.  Things start out bad and end well.  Virtues turn out to have value.  There is hope.

I feel sorry for Mr Lane, the Reviewer.  It must be tough working at The New Yorker, with all that Progressive cynicism.

Regards  —  Cliff