The Great Movie Re-Watch
After a single, career-minded woman is left on her own to give birth to the child of a married man, she finds a new romantic chance in a cab driver. Meanwhile, the point-of-view of the newborn boy is narrated through voice-over.
Here’s the thing, I’m not a fan of Look Who’s Talking. I don’t hate it. I just don’t care one way or another. It exists. I own it, though, because when I found out I was pregnant with my first child, I consumed a lot of media about babies and pregnancy. So I bought the digital version of the movie. Now, I can’t get rid of it. I could pretend like it doesn’t exist in my library, but once again, my Lawful Good personality won’t allow me to do it.
A young, naive Kristie Alley gets knocked up by a client who is clearly, to anyone else, using her for sex. She catches him “cheating,” goes into labor, and John Travolta is her taxi driver to the hospital. Their romance blossoms from there.
Alley’s character is one of those women who are high maintenance. Her temper is volatile, and she’s always right despite proof to the contrary. Travolta’s character is one of those men who like all of those things despite being the opposite. On top of all of that, Alley is somehow a helicopter parent and a neglectful parent. She reads all the books, does all the recommended things, and also leaves her toddler with strangers and an old man with dementia. She’s always swinging between two extremes.
The movie is fine. It’s a romantic comedy with a mildly disturbing opening credits scene.