P.S.

Louise (Linney) is a divorced thirty-something admissions officer at Columbia University in desperate need of some intimacy. When she comes across talented young artist F. Scott (Grace) who bears a striking resemblance to an ex-love who died young, her life is turned upside down by the resurfacing of old feelings. One of those films that draws you in through caring for - and ultimately taking a journey with - its characters, P.S. is a little gem that somehow slipped through the cracks. Featuring outstanding work from Linney, who does more with a simple look that most actresses can with an entire scene - and another hugely impressive turn from Topher Grace (who will be one of the biggest stars in Hollywood within the next three years), it initially plays like a chick-flick version of the ace Wonder Boys. Its pacing is slow but its characters astutely observed by Rodger Dodger director Kidd, who does a fine job in allowing his talented cast room to flex their obvious ability without letting anyone scene-steal. Gabriel Byrne's role is slightly under-written but he does commendable work with what little he's given; as does Harden, playing against type as a middle-aged vixen. Treading similar ground to the recent Prime, it betters the Thurman vehicle in almost every sense. Ultimately, P.S. is an exercise in character, from a talented young writer/director with a distinctive voice and bags of ability.