Picks and Pans Review: It's My Turn

updated 11/10/1980 AT 01:00 AM EST

originally published 11/10/1980 AT 01:00 AM EST

Claudia Weill, 33, director of the imperfect but promising Girlfriends, has now put together as perfect a movie as any other in a long time. Jill Clayburgh is a slightly neurotic, klutzy, brainy professor who does complex mathematical formulas in bed and cuts herself unwrapping a Cuisinart. She lives with Charles Grodin, a property developer, who would rather make jokes than talk. When Clayburgh goes to her father's wedding in New York she meets Michael Douglas, the son of her dad's new bride. Douglas is a brash and breezy ex-baseball player, best known for robbing Reggie Jackson of a crucial home run in Detroit with a spectacular catch. In their mutual attraction lies the plot, a modern twist on boy meets girl because he's married (shakily) and she cohabits. Intertwined are some truthful, humorous comments on families and 1980-style relationships. Weill manages to sustain the credibility of her characters throughout. They could be part of anyone's family, which makes them more identifiable and endearing. After the glut of wretched horror films this year, it's our turn, finally, for a romantic, witty, intelligent love story. (R)

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