12 February 2005 | Dan Ley
The wife and I were predicting the scenes before they happened in this empty-calorie cliché-fest. Like the stripper, the unopened letters, the reality of the abandoning-husband, etc. I did think the way the ending was handled was good. I think those who enjoyed this film either worked on it and wanted to start a good word-of-mouth or they're expectations have been lowered by the crop of chick flicks that are cranked out these days. The Autumn Heart was judged in a good light based, I think, on its independent status. But this isn't fair to the studio-produced crap that people gleefully rip. Fortunately, I've already forgotten most everything that happened in The Autumn Heart anyway.