In one of her books of essays, Anne Lamott describes a young woman she knew who wound up in prison after a fatal DUI. In her AA group, the woman claimed she was not actually an alcoholic, just a social drinker with bad luck (Anne admits to having been the same way), but eventually, she was able to become more clear-sighted. No doubt, the protagonist of “The Good House,” based on the novel by Ann Leary and played by the always formidable Sigourney Weaver, would describe herself similarly, at least for most of the movie. Of course, many characters hint at or try more directly to correct this vision, but it would not be much of a film if Sigourney slapped her head and saw reason right away. Set in the coastal Massachusetts town of Windover, a town populated by stiff-upper-lipped WASPs, (and since I come from that stock myself), it was no shock to soon realize that under the facade of the picturesque landscape rested many, many problems for these pretty people. As in “Ordinary People” kind of problems, which if you ignore the updated technology, is strikingly close to “The Good House,” when it comes to the life lessons it ultimately imparts.
In the film, Sigourney plays a real estate agent with two adult daughters, two doting dogs, and a husband who left her for another man, and as a friend jokes, that would drive anyone to drink. But it’s likely her drinking began much earlier, and we learn early on (she breaks the fourth wall with a regularity I have not seen since “Ferris Bueller’s Day Off“) that in comparison to her deceased mother, she is not an alcoholic at all. In her field, though she makes sure to project confidence, she’s actually struggling to make ends meet, partly as the result of a former employee stealing her clients and leaving. Luckily, there appears a compensation in the form of grizzled Kevin Kline, the richest guy in town who owns a contracting business, a former high school flame, whose snappy repartee every time he meets Sigourney (including a midnight harbor dip while he’s fishing) clues even the most clueless viewer in right away that he is a Potential Love Interest (and future bed partner). Though Sigourney has completed rehab, these circumstances and the drama swirling around her social circle have caused her to well, backslid. We know where she needs to go, the question is how will she get there?
“The Good House,” mines familiar territory, but the two leads are a joy to watch together. I’ve been a fan of Kevin since “A Fish Called Wanda,” and Sigourney, since “Working Girl.” The movie has no deeper message to impart than, “It’s fine to ask for help,” but I was twenty-two before I learned this and Sigourney, it takes a bit longer, but she does get there.