A Bird of the Air

and little more. a bird, a search and a couple. the story is, in same measure, adorable, credible, sweet and wise. a kind of parable about life beauty and sense. and a not little role for its success remains the work of Rachel Nichols and Jackson Hurst chemistry. a film with all spices who gives to its public joy and few crumbs of cinnamon. and a not bad script who creates interesting characters and gives precision to details and inspired rhythm to atmosphere. histories, humor, duty and love. in a perfect package. that is all. is it enough ? in this case, strange fact, the answer may be yes. only for few animals. and a green bird.

I seen your film in Gainesville, Georgia, through the Arts Council, before it made its premier. I thought it was a wonderful film. The story and characters were very believable. The range of emotions caught me by surprise, I realized that I was drawn into this endearing film. You feel the happiness, sadness, shock, loss, and amazement. It was thoroughly enjoyable. You learned the characters depth as the film progressed. The film presented itself on par with high budget films, very professional. The ending was a surprise and welcomed. I can hardly wait to buy it, I feel it is something I could watch many times over. Congratulations on a great film and wish you all the success for your hard work.

I have never before seen or even heard of either of the two lead actors. The male lead is sort of charming, and it would be nice to find out if his range extended into any other emotions as the story developed, or if he stayed locked in the same surly shyness all the way through. But the female lead is so unbelievably obnoxious that I couldn't get past about 25 minutes.

EVERY TIME she came on screen and opened her mouth or gave that stupid dimply smirk I cringed, and I wanted some berserk extra to run up and punch her very hard in the face. Nobody ever did, and I couldn't stand any more of her, so I stopped watching. It's not like I HAD to watch this movie.

It's amazing that such an obnoxious person ever got hired to be in anything, even a direct-to-video flop like this. I need to look up her name so I can be very sure never to see her again. Rachel Nichols. Yuck.

There were a lot of good moments in this movie. But how to describe it overall? Perhaps it tried to be just a little bit slice of life and just a little bit stream of consciousness? The two leads each did a great job and they worked well together. I thought it was fairly well written. And the subtle humor moments were perfect! Pretending for a moment that I can tell for sure, I thought the directing, the editing, even the camera work were all mostly quite well done too.

On the rating, there was one sex scene that could have been (should have been) toned down. There's always something bizarre about our entertainment world and their ratings always trying to overtly sexualize kids. Why give 13 year olds a short snippet of a super sexualized moment to take notice of? Well there are a few obvious guesses, none of them good. Why for any of us across all ages? Most aren't after vicarious sex for a lovely, healthy sex life. There's naturally a lot of questioning across the land about the healthiness of relationships among those who think we all need a lot of vicarious sexuality. And there are a lot of face palms out here in the world.

Character actress turned filmmaker Margaret Whitton demonstrates real directorial savvy with A BIRD OF THE AIR, an appealing dramedy adapted by Roger Towne ("The Natural") from Joe Coomer's 1992 novel THE LOOP. Indie production may be low-profile amongst the high-concept Hollywood product out there, but is a highly recommended movie.

Originally optioned by Oprah and later acquired by Matthew McConaughey as a vehicle for himself and post-SAHARA (but pre-Oscar) Penelope Cruz, Whitton's eventual version benefits from casting unknown leads.

Jackson Hurst toplines as Lyman, a handsome introvert with zero social skills, whose job is cleaning up the interstate in rural New Mexico by night, aiding stranded or injured motorists. A beautiful, flighty young librarian Fiona (winningly personified by Rachel Nichols) sets her romantic sights on Lyman, and a decidedly unconventional bond develops between the mismatched pair.

A couple of non-human characters balance and amplify the drama, as a parrot mysteriously flies into Lyman's trailer home one day, an aged, lost soul like our orphan hero. Fiona's basset hound is the other leading player, at first downright hostile to Lyman, but later helping to break down his protective shell.

Much of the narrative revolves around Lyman's quest to track down the previous owners of the parrot, while Fiona researches Lyman's own shady background. Director Whitton has cleverly distorted the voices of those owners to provide a voice for the humorously loquacious bird, whose pronouncements hint at the film's underlying themes.

Brief but telling character turns are provided by the succession of owners, all sympathetically acted by a diverse group of talents including Buck Henry, Judith Ivey and Phyllis Sommerville. Film buffs will also note a welcome (albeit fleeting) return to the screen by Anjanette Comer as Buck's wife. Also forceful in support is Linda Emond as a diner waitress who mothers Lyman and narrates the picture.

Flavorful but not showy lensing by Oscar-winner Philippe Rousselot is a plus, and the film remains offbeat without succumbing to the cutesy clichés that tempt so many indie efforts of late. Hurst is disarming as the central hunk, acting in a style reminiscent of early Harrison Ford (before he started taking himself a bit too seriously) and Nichols, in quite a turnabout after co-starring opposite CONAN THE BARBARIAN, is a radiant heroine.