Sunday, March 6, 2016
OMG Laura Terruso co-wrote Hello, My Name Is Doris. It opens on the 11th NY /LA and she is played by Sally Fields. + watch trailer
We are thrilled that the best film critic in New York City (Richard Brody in the New Yorker) has fallen for Hello. My Name Is Doris ... Doris , played by academy award winning actress Sally Fields. admits to being 60 something but we suspect she has chopped a few years or possibly a decade, Her mother has passes and she is alone to navigate the world outside the Staten Island house they shared.. On an elevator she bumps into a 20 something art director and he gets her juices flowing once again. She wants him and will not let anything get in the way. An adult fairytale? An impossible dream? a dammit "why not "moment? You will have to see it to decide . What I can tell you is the script (fabulous story telling ) is original and extremely funny while making palpable the erotic desires of a senior in lust. Michael Showalter directs and co-wrote the script with Laura Terruso indie goddess-of-all-trades at the moment and my neighbor As a the cinematographer (the indie hit Codependent Lesbian Space Alien Seeks Same) and as producer ( Codependent Lesbian Space Alien Seeks Same, Foxy Merkin as well as having directed and shot music videos for Joseph Keckler). Terruso who could pass for a young Roz Russell or a get-down-to-business Susan Hayworth or Katy Perry's smart sister, is part of the 21st century New Wave of film directors and producers that are shaking up the Indie world from NYC to LA to Austin. Sally Fields is an Actors Studio member .. and once again is so remarkable as well as brave in her performance that she makes you forget all those other people she has played. See it ..it opens on the 11th
THE NEW YORKER
HELLO, MY NAME IS DORIS
Michael Showalter’s amiable new comedy features a taut setup that packs howls of anguish in its contrived simplicity. Doris Miller (Sally Field), a seventyish bookkeeper, is a fish out of water in her cubicle at a hip young media company in Chelsea. She’s unmarried and has no children, having lived her entire life in a house in Staten Island with her mother, who, at the start of the film, has just died. Doris—whimsical, hypersensitive, socially awkward—is burdened by her sudden solitude, when, in an elevator at work, she bumps into John Fremont (Max Greenfield), a handsome and charming twenty-something new art director in her office. She’s instantly smitten and takes unusual measures—aided by Vivian (Isabella Acres), the teen-age daughter of her best friend, Roz (Tyne Daly)—to insinuate herself into John’s life. Showalter, who co-wrote the film with Laura Terruso, keeps the tone sentimentally comedic, blending touches of wit (Doris’s fantasies), whimsy (Doris’s trip to a rock club in Williamsburg), and drama (Doris’s relationship with her brother). But within the perky antics is bewildered rage at the prospect of aging, solitude, and irrelevance; the best thing about the film is that it has no answers.