The script is pretty stupid (you gotta dare the “oh, but the girl who was clinging to your shoes at the party and looked like me like she wanted to put me six feet under told me you were gay, so I really thought you were gay even though I’d been pretty sure you were actually hitting on me !”), and it hurts to see Jane Fonda defending her character and the movie with all her talent (and she has plenty).
Le scénario est passablement idiot (il faut oser le “oh, mais la fille pendue à tes basques à la soirée qui me regardait comme si elle voulait me mettre six pieds sous terre m’a dit que tu étais gay, alors j’ai vraiment cru que tu étais gay même si j’avais eu la nette impression que tu me draguais !”), et on a mal pour Jane Fonda, qui défend son personnage et le film de tout son talent (et elle en a).