Prime

Review by Clint Morris

If Prime were a book at the local library, it'd be one of those offerings that has the first few pages feature the stamps of the mass borrowers past; it'd be dog-eared and worn-out, and most notably, be such a huge read that it just seemingly goes on and on forever.

Yep, we've all experienced it.

In a nutshell: Uma Thurman is an attractive big-bosomed divorcee who is encouraged by her bookish therapist (Meryl Streep) to meet other people.

What the therapist didn't state was that her client go and unknowingly bed her 23-year-old son (newcomer Bryan Greenberg). Cue the jokes about age, culture, religion and how the kid-in-the-cradle still lives at home with his grandparents.

Prime starts off fine enough and then, like a family Christmas party with booze, goes belly up.

Never before will you wish cinemas allowed patrons to bring a pillow and blanket to films, because this film really starts to outstay its welcome by about the ninety-minute mark. It's tied up everything up, but seems intent to just keep going. Heck, it's got more endings than a 'Choose Your Own Adventure' novel!

Granted, there are a couple of genuine laughs (flashbacks involving a Jewish grandmother are a highlight), and newcomer Bryan Greenberg (Unscripted) does well in his first leading role, but all one can really say about this so-so rom-com is: "What! Jennifer Aniston had an RDO?"

2.5 out of 5

Prime
Australian release: Thursday the 17th of November, 2005
Cast: Uma Thurman, Meryl Streep, Bryan Greenberg, Jon Abrahams, Zak Orth, Madhur Jaffrey.
Director: Ben Younger.
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