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...Schreiber), is forced to spend most of his time away from the family at work. As always, the absence of the husband conveniently opens the door for the infidelity of the wife, a pattern that plays out to perfection when Pearl becomes involved with an enigmatic blouse-seller named Walker (Viggo Mortensen), a drifter who epitomizes the care-free existence of that generation. Pearl's regression from upright mother and wife to liberated--and thus irresponsible--woman is contrasted by the simultaneous coming of age of her daughter (Anna Paquin...
...tangible and touching, and the performances of Lane and Schreiber are especially powerful. As the emotionally torn Pearl, Lane does an excellent job of conveying the sadness and regret that motivates her to do the unthinkable. Her credibility crumbles as she becomes more entangled in her affair with Walker, and the ease with which she betrays her husband is unfathomable. The shock is enhanced by Schreibier's convincing portrayal of Marty, the model of integrity and goodness. Pearl's journey of discovery has a happy ending, though one that is tempered by the sad reality of unrealized dreams...
...think you see my point. But then we arrive at Naomi Campbell's horoscope column. She opens with an honestly suspenseful, "I have to tell you the truth--ever since the legendary astrologer Patric Walker died I..." and we're prepared for something fantastic and mystical, like "I can't walk under a ladder without a black cat falling into my Prada purse" or "I threw a Manolo Blahnik mule at a mirror and haven't been able to find comfortable shoes for seven years." But instead she finishes with "I don't look at my horoscope as much...
Enter romantic possibility--or, in a coming-of-middle-age tale like this, inevitability--in the lank person of Walker Jerome (Viggo Mortensen), a peddler they call "the blouse man." While the others watch Neil Armstrong walk on the moon, Pearl is in the back of the blouse man's truck becoming a giddy, blossoming girl again. A few weeks later, she goes with him to Woodstock, gets baptized in Day-Glo body paint and is spotted by a horrified Alison. My mother--the hippie whore...
That name recognition isn't all bad--it helped make George Walker Bush the front runner--but he knows it won't take him where he wants to go. And so, at a time when he isn't saying much of anything else, George W. is working hard to signal that he's his own man. This is a neat trick in a family and country that value loyalty but worship winners. Which is why just about every time the Governor sits down with a group of pilgrims to Austin, he makes an important safety announcement. "This is not going...