Rating: 2 stars
Nights in Rodanthe is a movie you can take your mom to—and indeed I did just that.
She felt exactly the same way I did—that the movie wasn’t anyone’s idea of “good” but that it was its own brand of cinematic comfort food.
Two old pros Diane Lane and Richard Gere play Adrienne and Paul. She’s a recently separated mother of two who agrees to watch her best friend’s bed-and-breakfast for a week (it just happens to be North Carolina during hurricane season). He’s the inn’s only guest, a bummed out surgeon experiencing a crisis of conscience after a patient died on the operating table.
They tentatively get acquainted, then bicker, then flirt until a Viagra ad breaks out—walks on the beach, dancing in the moonlight, your body is a wonderland bedroom scenes.
And because this is based on a Nicholas Sparks novel, the inevitable occurs. No, I won’t tell you what. But if you’ve seen The Notebook, Message in a Bottle, or A Walk to Remember, you might have a hunch.
Suffice it to say, bring your Kleenex. (And your mom.)