Blayne Weaver’s second feature, Weather Girl, is a predictable love triangle that dabbles in a grab bag of independent filmmaking clichés that we, as a viewership, are so over. So what? It made me and the entire audience laugh. Here at the candler blog I don’t usually let films off the hook so easily, so how could I say that Weather Girl gets a pass because it made me laugh? The film is tight and the laughs are genuine in ways that other films, many many other films, aren’t.
The film follows “sassy” weather girl Sylvia after an on air Network inspired freakout leaves her jobless, homeless and manless. She moves in with her slacker brother and his cute-in-a-dirty-kinda-way philosophy major neighbor. Hmmmmm, I wonder if she’ll find love under these wacky conditions? Wait! Maybe she’ll not only find love, but she’ll find herself while searching for it. It is formulaic to say the least, but like I said, who cares?
Over the years, festival films have become the next best thing for an audience always on the prowl for new surprises. I think we can look at them a bit differently. Mr. Weaver’s film is an excellent exercise in comedic timing, and I believe we will see wonderful things from him in the future. For my money, he should direct a film that someone else wrote as that seems where his strengths lie, but I’m just a critic. What do I know?
We get nice performances from Tricia O’Kelley, Patrick J. Adams, and Ryan Devlin, as well a gloriously smarmy Mark Harmon. My personal favorite perf comes from It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia’s Kaitlin Olson. She doesn’t get that much screen time, but when she does, she shines. I would also like to point out that, especially in the scenes that take place on the morning news show, editing plays an enormous role in the comedic tension that is built throughout the film. A huge pat on the back goes to editor Abe Levy who cut those laughs into shape.
Over the years, the rom-com has become something of an art form. Hitting the right emotional beats for a crowd that doesn’t want to invest too much of themselves in a story is not an easy task, but Weather Girl seems to accomplish this. The audience stuck with it and had some great laughs along the way. What more could they really ask for? A better movie? Yeah, get on that Mr. Weaver. What’s next?