Clayburgh is splendid. Murphy very good too (in obviously a most thankless role indeed). First half was better than the second, more natural and real-feeling; started to seem a bit Hollywoodish toward the end there. A bit talky and encounter-groupish (and I definitely could've done without that terminally mellow therapist spouting her no-doubt quite pricey inanities). The daughter seemed rather sitcommy at times. Btw what was "Maybe I'm Amazed" doing in there?...I have no idea.

Jill Clayburgh gives the performance of her life in this dramedy about a recently divorced woman adjusting to her new existence. Extremely funny, sad, touching & very, very real. Alan Bates is great....& sexy as hell. The last scene is a hoot.

A bona fide chick flick and with what I find to be a very dislikable protagonist, but nevertheless a neglected gem. Substantial and thought provoking.

More a diagrammatic than a dramatic account of a woman on the rebound, this movie is like a profusely illustrated version of one of those self-help, consciousness-raising manuals that traipse unendingly through the nonfiction best-seller charts. It's overly balanced, systematic, and universalized, but at the very least it makes a widely accessible lunch-hour or cocktail-hour discussion topic. Mazursky, possibly making up for his culturally ingrained male chauvinist piggism, seems a little cowed.