Ladies and Gentlemen, another #WeepyWednesday is upon us. This week I am recommending everyone, whether you’ve seen it already or not, watch THE FAMILY STONE.
A little holiday flick is the best way I can suggest you build up this unholiest of days, the dreaded middle of the week. You’re gonna cry here or there, but I promise the Stone family will help lift you over that mid-week hump.
First, I must point out the amazing ensemble cast! Diane Keaton and Craig T. Nelson helm this dysfunctional brood as Sybil and Kelly Stone. Dermott Mulroney (Everett), Luke Wilson (Ben), Elizabeth Reaser (Susanna), Tyrone Giordano (Thad) and Rachel McAdams (Amy) play the five children; some of them retaining the bohemian ere of their childhood, while others have buttoned-up (Everett, the exec and Thad, the architect).
Everett has returned home this holiday season with the intention of procuring his late grandmother’s ring, which he plans to propose to his exponentially more uptight and dry girlfriend, Meredith Morton– played by a wonderful Sarah Jessica Parker in her first post-SATC, very un-Carrie Bradshaw role. Her sister Julie, played by Claire Danes, comes to her rescue as the introduction to the Stone’s begins to fall apart. As Everett settles back in with his wild but well-meaning siblings, he starts to relax and see that perhaps Meredith is not his perfect match… but her attractive and outgoing younger sister may just be.
Rachel McAdams is sort of the anti-girl next door in this movie, frumping around and making jabs at just about everyone. The incorrigible youngest child is a new take for McAdams, a far cry from her most notable role as Allie in THE NOTEBOOK.
Also shining in this movie, Gallaudet alum and theater vet Tyrone Giordano as Thad- who is gay and deaf. The actor, who is in fact hearing impaired, steals the awkward dinner table scene. He is powerful and interesting without much using a voice, the mark of a true talent (convincing the audience with your expressions and mannerisms!).
An underlying story is the return of matriarch Sybil’s breast cancer. Each of the grown children has a moment with their parents, coming to terms with the impending loss. Not much of a Christmas-sy theme, you say? Well, it just goes to show that our goods, bads, and inbetweens start and end at home. Family will drive you crazy, but they will also restore your sanity.