Sandwiched between the controversial Cruising and
the controversial Scarface lies this Al Pacino vehicle that finds him
as a dysfunctional play write, juggling a dead marriage, a house full of
kids, and a fully backed play perpetually looking for its 3rd
act. AP stars as Ivan Travalian, the atypical New York writer who comes home one
day to find that his wife (TW) has left, leaving kids from various
marriages throughout the house. Hilarity ensues as Ivan struggles to
maintain a household, a career, and figure out whether or not he still
loves his wife or the star of his play (DC).
Author! Author! feels like a sitcom. I mean it really feels
like a sitcom to the point that you’ll be in hysterics at the title
theme song. Pure Friday night on ABC drivel that doesn’t really go
anywhere, just spinning around in circles. The only thing that
progresses in this film is the play. Everyone is in the same place as
they were in the film, with Pacino epiphany being unheralded and lacking
everything. Tuesday Weld plays her role as sympathetic to start, then you just
don’t care about the selfish…. Dyan Cannon is the rebound and pretty
much disappears when her part of the story is over, which is sadly the
best part of the film. If they could have dove into their relationship
and how another adult deals with the offspring of another it would have
made this film much more interesting. But it abandons that idea half way
into it.
Did AP lose his way after the greatness of his
70’s films? It’s hard to say, but AA is an unexcited, dull adventure
into divorce
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