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Date: Fri 15-Mar-1996

Publication: Bee

Author: SHANNO

Illustration: C

Location: A-10

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(rev "Up Close and Personal," Now Playing, 3/15/96)

Strong Language For Its Rating, `Close/ Personal' Works With Redford &

Pfeiffer

By Trey Paul Alexander III

According to Up Close & Personal , one of the horrific indignities of working

in broadcast news is being forced to change one's name: an ambitious but

untested young woman from Reno (Michelle Pfeiffer) must change her name from

Sallyanne Atwater to Tally Atwater in order to make her debut as weatherperson

for a local station in south Florida. Oh, say it ain't so!

All facetiousness aside, Up Close & Personal , continuing its run at Danbury's

Crown Cine theatre, is not an enlightening discourse on the boob tube's

cottage industry of television news. From biographies and telefilms about the

tragic life of Jessica Savitch (who served as the film's inspiration though it

is only loosely based on her), to the plethora of media coverage on such juicy

spats as Connie vs Dan (CBS), and Jane vs Deborah (NBC), Joe and Jane Average

are quite aware of the conflicts that often arise between those who bring us

the news. Consequently, this movie brings very little that is new to the table

in terms of showing the grit under the fingernails of this vocation.

What it does have in spades is star power, and the wattage given off by

Pfeiffer and Robert Redford could light up a small town. Their efforts are

enough to make this glamorized, slickly-packaged love story watchable, despite

its weaker aspects. In fact, despite the irksome overtime put in by the

studio's hype machine (enough of the annoying commercials already!), you will

probably be swept away by this melodrama and put under the spell of its

appealing leads.

The narrative centers on Tally Atwater, a green go-getter who dreams of facing

the nation every night from behind the distinguished desk of a network anchor.

But she must begin her quest humbly, as a gopher for the news director of a

Miami station. Warren Justice (Redford) - his cornball name tells all about

his high standards on ethical responsibility in reporting the news - initially

has her pick up his dry cleaning and make the coffee, but before long she is

in front of the camera ("She eats the lens," says Justice, in a hammy line

served up ad nauseum via the movie's many promos) with him tutoring and

shaping her from behind the scenes.

The script offers little originality and only occasionally shows flashes of

wit. Some of the most shocking dialogue comes not from clever asides or biting

chit-chat, but from ill-timed, alarmingly strong (for a PG-13 flick) language.

It is a shame this is the only way the writers found to add punch; this tale

of a woman professional clawing through an often ruthless milieu could have

been much meatier.

But what the screenplay fails to offer, Pfeiffer and Redford exude through

their delightful performances. Their pairing works like a charm, and when

Tally and Warren eventually fall in love, the collective, sympathetic sigh of

the audience will be palpable. Although the film in many ways trips over its

own intentions, these two never fail to hit their marks, thus making the

romance in Up Close & Personal the main course for any viewing pleasure.

Some of the picture's other virtues include: a brief, but delectable turning

by Stockard Channing as a venomous Philadelphia anchor who resents Tally's

presence when she moves into town; a cameo by Pfeiffer's real-life sister,

Dedee, as Tally's younger sibling; and a syrupy Celine Dion power ballad (who

is becoming as ubiquitous on movie soundtracks as Bryan Adams) that in the

context of this love story eventually wins you over, despite your better

judgment.

Up Close & Personal is rated PG-13 for profanity and sexual situations. The

merging of Pfeiffer and Redford makes for great chemistry, and a sequence in

which they frolic for a weekend in the tropics (including a scene in which

Redford seductively massages Pfeiffer's arches) is worth the price of

admission.

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