What a miserable film to view.
A woman loses her 42 year old to a coronary while jogging and soon finds out that he bought cemetery property in Maine. While this is upsetting to begin with, what follows really a reach of the imagination and utterly ridiculous.
The woman and her 2 children, the teenage girl who couldn't go to her dad's funeral and precocious 9 year old son, venture to Maine. There they find in a small Maine town, a bunch of relatives who almost act like the Beverly Hillbillies. Their matriarch is Joan Plowright who calls everyone dear at the end of each of her sentences. There is a cat that is lactose intolerant.
Turns out that the deceased dad belonged to this brood and that he had magical powers. What is this guy, a male Mary Poppins? After a while, the young lad is flying around with his dead dad. Please, enough is enough!
A woman loses her 42 year old to a coronary while jogging and soon finds out that he bought cemetery property in Maine. While this is upsetting to begin with, what follows really a reach of the imagination and utterly ridiculous.
The woman and her 2 children, the teenage girl who couldn't go to her dad's funeral and precocious 9 year old son, venture to Maine. There they find in a small Maine town, a bunch of relatives who almost act like the Beverly Hillbillies. Their matriarch is Joan Plowright who calls everyone dear at the end of each of her sentences. There is a cat that is lactose intolerant.
Turns out that the deceased dad belonged to this brood and that he had magical powers. What is this guy, a male Mary Poppins? After a while, the young lad is flying around with his dead dad. Please, enough is enough!