Connie, unwed and pregnant, is heading to Boston by train when she meets wealthy newlyweds Hugh and Patricia. The train crashes, and when Connie comes to in the hospital, she is mistaken for Patricia, who died in the crash with Hugh.
With Brendan Fraser.
Sorry, I had to. When I found this movie, Starz ended the description that way, and it struck me as hilarious, so everything in our house has been with Brendan Fraser.
Anyway, Mrs. Winterbourne was a perfect adaption of a romance novel. I haven’t read the book it’s based on, but it hits all the marks you would expect from that type of book. We have mistaken identity, an instant dislike by one of the protagonists, and then falling helplessly in love. Someone is blackmailed, there’s a murder, and rich bitches get told off. It’s all perfectly over the top.
My only complaints are that Brendan Fraser’s feelings and personality changed without much reason. Also, I’m not much of a fan of Ricki Lake. Other than those two things, the movie was pretty solid. Not something I need to own, but I’d watch it again.