I had to shut this movie off after about 20 minutes. This is so full of clichés and stereotypes that within a couple of minutes of them getting to the mother's house my finger was creeping toward the 'stop' button; finally, when Fonda put "crystals" on the kid to fix his headache (after the protest, pot-smoke, what's your sign, free love, "I don't name animals because they're nature's children" garbage, it was just too much to take.
Jane Fonda, and apparently the script writer, know about as much about "hippies" as Donald Trump would know about backpacking by himself. One might say Fonda was just doing her job as an actress, but her stereotype is so outrageously ridiculous that it's an insult. If she were a naïve 16-year-old, at least the movie would be credible, but an old woman playing someone with the mentality of a 16-year-old and dispensing "wisdom" about her so-called philosophy is just too much.
I know quite a few folks who aged and never really left the 'hippie' mindset, but most are at least functional people who can carry on an intelligent conversation...this wacko that Fonda plays is a complete airhead, utilizing every cliché known to present a wealthy woman's idea of what she thinks a hippie is.
Having been there...the Haight in the mid-'60's, North Beach etc., and having some lifelong friends with similar experience, this movie makes me gag. I haven't cared much for Jane Fonda's recent performances anyway...pushy rich activist 'liberal' who basically speaks the party line rather than thinking for herself as a real independent thinker would. But just the fact that she accepted this phony baloney role in this movie makes me think even less of her.
It's an insult, plain and simple, and I'll never know how the movie ended, it's just too ridiculous to even watch.
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