Review: ‘Tumbledown’ trips over cloying sitcom conventions
A romantic-dramedy about a young woman determined to protect the legacy of her late folk singer husband, “Tumbledown” sees its good intentions undermined by cloying sitcom conventions.
An always-welcome Rebecca Hall gives a sensitively inhabited performance as Hannah, who has been holed up in her woodsy Maine cabin for the last couple of years attempting to chronicle her husband Hunter’s life and music.
Enter Andrew (Jason Sudeikis), a smug, strident New York academic with a publishing deal to write his own take on the tormented musician, whose death while hiking in the mountains had been considered an accident.
Looking very lumbersexual with his cropped beard and plaid flannel, Sudeikis ultimately fails to make us feel what Hannah sees beyond his character’s big-city arrogance; while Joe Manganiello, sporting a cartoonish New England accent as her blue-collar friend with benefits, seems to exist only to trade barbs with the erudite Andrew.
Hannah — and the audience — deserves better.
MPAA rating: R, for a sex scene
Running time: 1 hour, 43 minutes
Playing: Sundance Sunset, West Hollywood
For the Record
Feb. 4, 6:18 p.m.: An earlier version of this review incorrectly stated that the movie is playing at the Crest in Westwood.
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