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Loose-limbed and casual even for a Robert Altman movie,Dr. T&the Womenhas a sly, offhanded wit that makes up for its ramshackle structure. Richard Gere's eponymous gynecologist seems the model of success: his office is packed daily with the cream of Dallas's society matrons clamoring for an appointment, his home life is blessed with loving wife Farrah Fawcett and daughters Tara Reid and Kate Hudson, and when he needs a break from the estrogen congestion there are always weekends to be spent with his trio of hunting buddies. But on a trip to the mall to shop for Hudson's upcoming nuptials, Fawcett strips naked and leaps about in a waterfall. Her subsequent incarceration in a mental hospital (she's diagnosed with the fictional "Hestia complex," suffering from receiving too much affection) along with the ongoing preparations for the wedding barely make a dent in Gere's charming, compassionate demeanor. Then his golf course hires a new female pro who's everything the other women in his life are not--independent, self-confident, Helen Hunt--and Dr. T finds himself with yet another woman to love. Though the minor characters are mostly nasty little caricatures, the film is not the bitter misogynistic rant its detractors claim it is; the problems in Dr. T's life are placed squarely on his own inability to see that women don't need his genteel protection, and Gere perfectly captures this sweet yet condescending blind spot.--Bruce Reid
Not good I wonder why Richard Gere accepts these roles in movies with no plots and sense. I just watched on TV because there was nothing better, I can't belive that actresses like Liv Tyler are on these movies, she has talent to make better movies. I want somebody to explain me the movie.
Another Mess One can make comparisons between this movie and "Ready to Wear," another Altman disaster. They are both too busy, too pointless, too ridiculous, and too awful.
In one scene in "Dr. T and the Women," one of the doctor's daughters comes in his office, which is hectic and busy all day, and wants a few minutes to tell him his other daughter is a lesbian. Any child who had grown up with a physician father, or any father with a hectic, high pressure job, would know better than to go to his work place and ask for a few minutes to drop a bomb on him. They would choose the weekend, or at the very least, a week night to have a heart-to-heart. If you're going to make a big mess of a movie, at least have it be realistic.
With the great cast, you would think no way this film COULD be bad. This movie is so bad its almost unbelievable. Like another reviewer said, its not even funny bad. Its just bad. Where's the Altman we all knew and loved? Has Altman lost it? He creates this moody, unsatisfied leading man character, who is pontentially interesting. Surrounds him with flaky, self-absorbed, women, some of whom are clearly nuts, others less obviously so. Great setup. I was hooked. Then... nowhere. It's almost like Altman realized he was running out of film stock, and decided to wrap that day. NB how Dr. T learns Spanish, with no prompting, in about ten seconds during the last reel. Very disappointing film from a former master.