“Peace, Love & Misunderstanding” Trailer Understands Itself All Too Well
“Peace, Love & Misunderstanding” is on to itself. Catherine Keener’s newly divorced tight-ass lawyer character: “Lemme guess: Tight-ass lawyer in need of a soul transplant.” Bearded love interest and friend of Keener’s hippie mother (Jane Fonda): “That is true.” Even bad-seeming movies have gotten so sophisticated that they employ auto-critique (in the second act of their trailers, no less). Meta-auto-critique, actually — the lawyer’s anticipating beardo’s take on her. There is something like an intellectual trickle-up effect happening here. And they can’t be serious with that title, the worst name for a movie since “Hope Springs” (where, at least, the pun is implied), right? Still, this movie’s no more self-hating than Fonda, whose hippie sexy grandma transmits an easy grace, or Keener, for that matter, whose tight-ass lawyer is just a tight-ass lawyer, true to boring old life. Like life, we bet there’s something worthwhile underneath all the clutter here. Forgive the trailer if it’s a little self-conscious about the mess.