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Good start, but then it gets ruined

everything you have heard about this movie is true.

if their story seems completely bonkers, almost like a feverish work of fiction, you ain't heard nothing yet.

It is an exhilarating, distressing, funny and profound film, with one of the more memorable film scores in years,

This movie is incredible for its time. It is actually really funny for a start, something recent "comedies" had forgotten to do.Both actors are marvelous. Considering their makeup was also on point it is actually a believable aging process movie.The music is sparce, but great.The plot was surprisingly deep, even made you question some of your own desitions.The scenography was bland. It never changed... and remember, this was supposed to be for 25 years. A great movie. Would watch again for laughs.

Same Time, Next Year is directed by Robert Mulligan, has a screenplay by Bernard Slade based on his play and stars Alan Alda and Ellen Burstyn.The film begins in the early 1950's with George(Alan Alda)and Doris(Ellen Burstyn)both staying at the same inn. They meet and quickly develop feelings for one another, this leads to them spending the night together. They discover that they are both married and decide to meet up at the inn every year.The film shows the couple ageing and always meeting back up in the inn and staying in the same room. They share stories about their lives and families and as the years pass share sadness and tragedy as well as happiness.The film certainly sticks close to it's theatre roots with the use of just two locations the room at the inn and the outside shots of the inn by the sea. Alda and Burstyn have a lovely chemistry and although Burstyn appears a little older than her character perhaps should be she is still very good in the role. Both Doris and George also seem to genuinely care about their spouses and they do struggle with the fact that they are having an affair. The affair continues though because they relate to each other so much and they satisfy something in each other that their spouses can't.Poignant, funny and romantic Same Time, Next Year is well worth a watch.

This was a movie that should have been a 21 minute sitcom episode. The minute I heard that sickeningly sweet, syrupy song sung by Johnny Mathis (Mr. Wobbly Vibrato himself) and Jane Oliver I knew this movie was doomed. The other thing is I just don't find anything remotely romantic about Alda and Burstyn. When Ellen Burstyn's character showed up in her hippie phase I just rolled my eyes and thought what BAD acting. I bet both Burstyn and Alda were very self satisfied with their performances. In the final scene, it is just one beige color after another. Ellen is wearing beige, Alan Alda is wearing beige, the furniture is beige. Even Ellen's wig is beige. I guess that kind of sums this movie up for me. It is a very beige movie.The only costume I liked on (blonde-wigged) Ellen Burstyn was the gorgeous black dress she wore with the rhinestone brooch and her lovely shiny dangle earrings. This, I believe, was their second meeting. Unfortunately for me, this is the one thing that I liked about the movie. Yes sadly I liked her black dress. That was it.

An adulterous couple meet at the same cabin every year for a weekend tryst (we see them every five years), while the world's fashions, morals and mores change around them. Ellen Burstyn repeats her Broadway triumph on the screen, and garnered an Oscar nod for Best Actress; though she's a terrific actress, this role doesn't allow Burstyn any real personality: it's all processed, from the costume and wig changes down to the mannerisms, from youthful girlishness to flip, knowing womanhood. Opposite her, Alan Alda is serviceable though rather uncomfortable, flailing away at little sitcom routines like a fish caught in a net. The sex talk between the two is queasy (despite being played for big laughs), halting the movie in its tracks. There's a love ballad that plays prior to every new chapter, and black-and-white stills representing the passing years, and this is all fine until we get back to that damn cabin. Playwright/screenwriter Bernard Slade doesn't write for the ages, he's too impatient and wants to wring laughter out of every set-up. Therefore, the film is sniggering instead of intuitive, and artificially sentimental instead of human. ** from ****