St. Vincent, starring Bill Murray, Melissa McCarthy, and Naomi Watts, opened on Friday, October 24th. The film, rated PG-13, is about a down-and-out drunk, Vincent (Bill Murray), who is in need of money to pay for his alzheimer-ridden wife’s treatment and stay at a nursing home.
Single-mother Maggie (Melissa McCarthy) and her 12-year-old son Oliver (Jaeden Lieberher) have recently moved in next door to Vincent. Since Maggie works late hours at her new hospital job, Vincent offers to take care of Oliver in return for money. Although this man is an unlikely companion for an impressionable pre-teen, he teaches Oliver to take risks, fight for himself, and be an individual.
While St. Vincent appears to be a comedy in its previews, it is not at all. The story is a heart-warming film about one boy’s adoration for a “bad” role model. It definitely has its funny moments but it is mostly a feel-good film.
On a scale of one to ten, I would give St. Vincent an 8. The movie started out a bit slow, probably because I was expecting it to be a comedy, not a tear jerker. But by the end of the film, I wasn’t only laughing, I was crying. Murray, while a funny man, was able to portray a believing drunk who had lost everything that meant anything to him. The young Lieberher made the audience laugh and cry with the love he showed Vincent.
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