To open the door for her or not open the door, that is the question. Robert De Niro is Ben Whittaker, an over-eager senior intern at an online fashion company. Jules Ostin, portrayed by Anne Hathaway, is the founder of the company and Whittaker’s new boss, but Whittaker is more like the male equivalent of a fairy god-mother than just a new intern.
He puts on his suit and tie every morning, grabs his “vintage” briefcase, and the magic begins.
In multiple instances, Whittaker subtly proves that sometimes the right way is not the easiest one. It’s literally like he’s channeling his metaphorical ‘Grandmother Willow.’ Or maybe it’s just a wise, elderly person trait.
Regardless, in a world where women can be the bread-winners of the family and all men have an adorable puppy-dog/ Ed Sheeran-ish façade, personal relationships can become severely misconstrued simply by miscommunication.
In one scene, Whittaker is asked for dating advice from his co-worker Jason, played by Adam DeVine (the guy who was Fat Amy’s “secret” fling in the Pitch Perfect movies). Jason just couldn’t understand why the girl he liked consistently side-stepped his efforts to apologize to her.
Hadn’t he done all he could by texting her repeatedly, and even emailing her an extensively thought out letter of remorse, complete with one of the crying emojis? Doesn’t it make it sound more convincing when instead of simply typing “I’m Sorry” in the subject line of an email he writes “I’m soooooorrrryyy”?
Whittaker’s ingenious dating tip: PHYSICALLY approach and talk to the girl.
Jules Ostin hadn’t expected her knight in shining armor to be a 70 year old man – one who used his immaculate organization skills to bring a calm, orderly perspective to her life.
Throughout the film, Ostin constantly has her hands full trying to balance her life between being the head of a company and a devoted mother and wife, but she eventually raises the question: “How in one generation have guys gone from Jack Nicholson and Harrison Ford to… (looks perplexed at young men in front of her).”
However, there probably weren’t many men back then that would be as gung-ho to entertain their daughter by playing “Ariel,” all while their wife was off at work all day. Mr. Ostin was definitely a keeper, in the long run. I was a fan.
I don’t necessarily agree that there is a whole lot wrong with today’s new generation of twenty-somethings, but certain customs have definitely evolved from Whittaker’s good ole days — within the last fifty years.
People have gradually become more accepting of each other’s differences. We’re more connected with others than ever before, and yet our fairy god-intern questions: “Why doesn’t anybody tuck anything in anymore?”