By Andrea Thompson
There’s a really good movie hiding in Where’d You Go, Bernadette, but by the time the heroine runs off in the second half, it’s nowhere to be found. The failure is epic and confused enough to bring not just one film’s flaws to mind, but two. On the one hand, it resembles another recent flop which also tried to satire wealthy trappings and obsessions, only to end up fully investing in them in the most saccharine way possible. The other resemblance isn’t quite so obvious or timely. Many movies end up not only replicating but exacerbating the flaws of their source material, but perhaps only The Help made more wrongheaded decisions with an on-screen adaptation.