This charming film doesn't get the credit it deserves. It has a first-rate cast and tells its tale in a gentle and whimsical manner. Glenn Close plays Jan, a demure housewife possessed by the ghost of a twenties starlet flapper who died on the verge of her big break. As "Maxie" Close embodies the girl's longing to prove herself and see what might have been. Along for the ride is Mandy Patinkin as the hapless husband, Nick, who truly loves his wife, but is overwhelmed by Maxie and her zest for life. Also there, in her final picture, is Ruth Gordon, who was Maxie's dance partner in vaudeville and is now the landlady of the apartment building where Jan and Nick live. Gordon was always a scene stealer, but in this film she brings a fragility and tenderness to her role that is unlike any of her previous work. The scene were she comes face to face with Maxie for the first time in sixty years really brings a tear to your eye.
The critics excoriated the film, mostly complaining that it wasn't something other than what it was trying to be -a light and frothy bit of silliness that made you laugh and have a very pleasant hour and a half.
