Review of Ricki and the Flash (2015) by Machover — 04 Sep 2015

Nearly every review I've read of this movie reflects the unsophisticated, shallow, pessimistic self-involved self-inflation of Mr. and Mrs. Superficial Everman. This movie is a masterpiece. Putting aside the off-the-map acting of Meryl Streep, Rick Springfield, Kevin Kline and Maimie Gummer, the story line plunges into the depth of what it means to honor one's very soul, yet love one's family and the multitude of conflicts that inevitably arise from these fundamental human strivings.

Your two-dimensional Everyman movie critics aren't equipped to handle the profundity of a movie like Ricki and the Flash. No doubt, Meryl Streep is acutely aware that acting is simply prancing around, acting as if one is someone else, and yet she knows she's communicating a depth of humanity, the culture at large rarely sees in other forums.

Movie critics are superficial idiots. Go see Ricki and the Flash and decide for yourself. Ask yourself: What is this movie really about. After the movie, when the tears slow down, just don't tell anyone how you secretly hopped onto Google and searched for that musical instrument, or looked yet again at that art piece - or that class - or whatever it is for you - that touches your very soul, and cries out: I want Meaning AND Love in my life.

Bravo for Ricki and The Flash. This was a profound, knockout OF A movie that the burn-out critics simply didn't "grok." Nothing less than a "10.