The Sessions

The only thing redeeming about this movie was that I got to see three former cast members from Deadwood.

Was John Hawkes good? Yes, of course he was. The physical effort it must have taken to say each and every line while forcing enough pressure in your body to make the veins in your head and neck stand out like that was in itself impressive. Let's not even get into his diminished physique.



"Hey John, did you read the script?"

"Yes, I loved it"

"Good, now take the script and eat it, it's your last meal before we shoot."



For Christ's Sake, someone give me a roast beef sandwich.



Helen Hunt's accent has been addressed enough but just one more comment to Hollywood, (because I am so sure Hollywood is reading this) if you can't do the accent then don't. It's not necessary. This country is homogenized enough to get away with accent free work. If you can manage only one word "Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhk",  just stop it.

Why ultimately I didn't like this movie. It felt contrived. There was no subtlety. This movie was manipulating you in all the right places and it felt that way. I understand it's a true story but it didn't feel real to me. No one loves William H. Macy more than I do but even his role felt like a pale imitation of what should have been a complex and interesting relationship.

I honestly feel the only reason she got an Oscar nod was because she went all Full Monty and for some reason we're supposed to believe that it's brave of her as an 'actress'.

I liked all of his assistants, I felt they were the most grounded and believable bunch and I for some reason loved Hotel Clerk guy.