Intersection (1994)

That was an excellent one.

There's no way I can possibly love it entirely but I just think its ridiculously bad, but enjoyable at the same time.

It is a whirlwind of delight --- attractive actors, stunning couture, spectacular sets and outrageous parties.

Through painfully honest and emotional moments, the movie becomes irresistibly relatable

A Soft Thriller with its Heart Beating to the Rhythm of Relationships, Choices, and Time Ticking away the Moments that make up Our Lives with Regards to the most Personal.Richard Gere in a Stunning and Thoughtful Portrayal of a Successful Professional that has Women Issues. Sharon Stone (Wife) and Lolita Davidovich (Girl Friend) are the Women. Director Mark Rydell Intersects the Collision Course with some Stylish Turns not usually Associated with "Chick-Flicks". It makes the Movie more Accessible for "Dudes" that Stay Away from the Genre.The Music is Memorable and the many uses of Flashbacks Reveal just Enough to add to the Intrigue. The Ending is also Twisty and Touching. A Good Effort all around and its Heart-String Pulling is not as Expected as You would Think.Overall, a Movie that is usually Panned and Not Considered the Best for Gere and Stone. Maybe a Reconsideration is in Order, because it is a Film that will Linger and is Better than its Reputation.

Vincent Eastman (Richard Gere)'s car is approaching an accident. In flashbacks, he's having an affair with magazine writer Olivia Marshak (Lolita Davidovich). He is married to Sally (Sharon Stone). They run an architecture company together and have daughter Meaghan (Jennifer Morrison). Sally finds out about the affair and Vicent has to decide between the two women.I saw this in the theaters on a double date. I did not make for good conversation afterward. More than that, it's not a good movie. Vincent is not a compelling character and his affair isn't that compelling either. The movie is prodding and lacks any tension. It's not until the ending where something interesting happens although it's a very manufactured construction. Ultimately, I don't care about these characters.

This listless and confused tale of love gone lame is useful only as a crystal clear demonstration of the difference between movie stars and everybody else.Vincent Eastman (Richard Gere) is a man with more hair than he can handle, speeding down a road through the Pacific Northwest when he swerves to avoid a stalled hippie van in the road and heads straight on into a semi. In the midst of the accident, the movie becomes a flashback of the last few days of Vincent's life. We see that Vincent is recently divorced from his coldly beautiful wife Sally (Sharon Stone), working to be a good dad to their daughter Meaghan (Jennifer Morrison) and banging his wild, redheaded girlfriend Olivia (Lolita Davidovich). Though Vincent doesn't want to be with Sally anymore, he doesn't want to leave behind his family and the architectural business he and Sally own together. So we get a bunch of blase' crap about him being torn between his old and new life and resenting the fact that Sally is moving on with a new man, even though Vincent hooked up with Olivia when he was still married. Then we get flashbacks during the flashback, showing us how Vincent was never really happy with the controlled and separate Sally and how he was swept away by the lively and engrossing Olivia. Then we catch back up to the time of the accident and, after subjecting us to flashbacks within flashbacks, the movie chucks a few fantasy sequences at the audience and closes with an ending that's supposed to be all touching and stuff, but which actually proves these filmmakers never understood exactly what they were doing with the rest of the film.The most painfully obvious thing about watching Intersection is that Richard Gere and Sharon Stone are movie stars but Lolita Davidovich…not so much. Whatever quality it is that movie stars have on screen, you can see it in Stone and Gere but you couldn't see it in Davidovich with an electron microscope. There's no sin in that. Most actors and actresses lack that quality. But if you're doing a story with three main characters and two of them are played by movie stars and the third isn't, that dog won't hunt. It also doesn't help that Davidovich, while pretty enough by any reasonable standard, is not in Stone's league when it comes to beauty. Olivia is supposed to be this amazing woman who reignites Vincent's passion after years of being unfulfilled with Sally, so Davidovich being less impressive than Stone on just about every level fatally undermines that whole idea.Davidovich can certainly act, though Olivia is such a compromised character she's not really a person as much as she is a puppy dog who'll do anything to make her master happy. Vincent isn't much better. Outside of a scene where he acts like the uncompromising architect out of an Ayn Rand wet dream, he doesn't really do anything but mope around. He's got this lovely, smart, capable woman who gave him a child and is largely responsible for his professional success, but he's not satisfied with her. Then he's got this new woman who's funny and fresh and fiery and only wants to please him, but he's not satisfied with her. I'm supposed to sympathize with this putz?Sally's the only decent character in the whole story and Stone is up to the job. She got a lot of praise for her work in Casino, but I think this film is where Stone really demonstrated her chops as an actress. Sally honestly loves Vincent and there's nothing wrong with her. She simply doesn't have it in her to give Vincent what he needs.So, Intersection is a movie almost exclusively about three characters. Only one of them is well drawn and only two of them are portrayed by movie stars. That cinematic math doesn't add up.There is a ridiculously gratuitous topless scene with Davidovich's perky rack on display. There's also some laboriously ham handed direction that tries to emphasize how deep and meaningful this story is supposed to be. Then there's than ending where these filmmakers forgot that you can't make a story completely about one thing and then make it about something else at the very end.Intersection is another one of those bad films that isn't aggressively bad. It's just so flawed in so many fundamental ways that it can't amount to anything.

Whadaya know: if you're skidding headlong into a death-tastic car accident, and you happen to be Richard Gere, your life *does* flash before your eyes – well, your *love* life, at least. If you're Richard Gere. Almost a Chick-Flick version of "Memento", as Vincent (Gere) reminiscences back through his life of juggling his lover (writer Lolita Davidovich), with his ex-wife (business partner Sharon Stone), adoring daughter, and a successful architectural profession. The plot hinges on who Vincent will choose as his life's love. Weaved throughout are scenes of a unique clock (which Vincent bought for his lover), with a ball-bearing winding mechanism which tilts one way and then the other, metaphorically mirroring Vincent's indecision.The body of the movie, consisting of scattered vignettes, is rife with clues as to which of the two women would be his ultimate choice: Stone's architectural planner (who, in her most passionate moments with Vincent, exuded a clinical iciness that he chose not to perceive due to her social positioning and surface charms), or Lolita's columnist (independent, yet clutching at Vincent for primacy of attention).His moment of clarity, alas, comes too late. But no matter - he's Richard Gere!(Movie Maniacs, visit: www.poffysmoviemania.com)