In the darkest, earliest eighties, Jonathan Demme, Christopher Walken, Susan Sarandon, and John Cale got together to make an episode of American Playhouse based on a Kurt Vonnegut short story. If that does not sound like heaven to you, please know that we see the world very differently. Disregard the rest of this review.
Basically it's a sweet shortish movie about a boy and a girl who fall in love. Walken plays Harry Nash, the star of all his small town's community theater productions. Offstage, Harry is a hardware store clerk with paralyzing social anxiety. Helene Shaw (Sarandon) is new to town and gets recruited to play Stella in A Streetcar Named Desire. (Harry's playing Stanley, of course.) She falls in love with him and is super sad when she finds out that he won't ever talk to her because he won't ever talk to anyone outside of plays.
BUT SPOILER ALERT SHE FINDS A WAY AROUND THIS, A WAY TO MAKE THEIR ROMANCE BLOOM. Can you figure out how? Probably you can, yes.
Honestly, this TV movie doesn't quite fill its 55 minutes, but I don't care. This shit is just too adorable. It is the most adorable.
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