The Intern 
                                     
Director: Nancy Meyers
Year: 2015
Rating: 4.5
I recently read an article on the Internet titled Five Reasons Why Everyone Hates Anne Hathaway. What a little prick. I have nothing for or against Anne Hathaway but it just made me think what a mean society we have become. A country of dicks. I don't get it. Some creep who has accomplished nothing feeling the need to put another person down publicly. At the same time, I keep getting clips of this film in my FB Vid feed and I am highly susceptible to these mini-clips. So I watched it and now I hate Anne Hathaway too. Just kidding. Her eyes must take up a quarter of her face though. The film gets off to a nice start and seeing De Niro as an everyman with no devils inside was refreshing. But damn, the film goes on forever (2 hours) and by the end it is pointless and rather trite.



A part of me identified with his character. 70 years old (me in a month), lives in Brooklyn in a brownstone (me too), retired (18 years for me) and finds Brooklyn too hip for him (I think I am the oldest person in Park Slope and feel like a dinosaur walking down the street). The big difference is that he doesn't know what to do with himself in retirement and feels useless. In 18 years I have never felt that way. I love having nothing to do. The day I retired was the best day of my life. Nobody ever telling me what I had to do for the rest of my life. Except my girlfriend of course. He decides to go back to work as an unpaid Intern in a cutting edge Internet clothing company. I don't get it. Old people only go back to work for money because Social Security isn't enough and they end up at Walmart collecting carts. That might be me someday.



He gets assigned to intern for the owner and founder of the company, Hathaway, who initially wants nothing to do with him. But his charm and old-fashioned ways eventually worm their way into her heart to the point where he is in bed with her while she confesses her marital problems. I thought that if this ended up in sex I am going to go Intern. But no, instead he has to settle for Rene Russo. Poor guy. She is the in-house masseuse who gives him a massage at his desk and he needs to grab a newspaper to cover up his emerging interest. Believe me at 70, that is the Holy Land. Hathaway is fine and De Niro is the person we all wish we could be. When he sheds tears while watching Singin' in the Rain, he won me over. But the film is a sleek good looking marshmallow that is soggy on the inside.