Very very predictable, including the post credit scene !!!

A very feeble attempt at affirmatie action

This is a must-see and one of the best documentaries - and films - of this year.

Great movie. Not sure what people expected but I found it highly entertaining.

Blah romance has Susan Sarandon as a strength but is almost completely derailed by Steinberg. Not only does he have the screen charisma of a lemming the character he plays is an annoying jerk. The viewer could care less about whether the main couple get together which is fatal to this kind of film.Susan at this point was a rising actress, her big breakthrough came with her next film-Atlantic City, so she was working her way up playing whatever leads presented themselves which would explain her presence here but what about David Steinberg. Whoever thought he could make it as a leading man? His line readings lack inflection and his facial and body language are dull.Unless you're curious to see the young Susan Sarandon there are many much better films in this genre.

Why would anyone think he can steal from Woody Allen? Every gesture in this trifle is ripped from Allen's work. This is even down to the male protagonist running along a city street to meet the female protagonist (to set all right).The male protagonist believes fresh air is harmful. The film has the characters doing little silly things together—things that are not charming or funny.How did the production company get actors to participate in his mess? This movie is a disgrace. It is worst than dreadful. It ought to go into a vault with the door welded shut. I wish there were a score lower than one.The cab ride to the airport is the worst part of the movie (that is the spoiler alert.)There are even slurs on L.A.

American-International Pictures sure tried to make this ANNIE HALL-inspired movie they picked up to distribute come across like the real Woody Allen movie in their advertising campaign; the poster for the movie depicted Steinberg in glasses and Sarandon with her hair tucked under a boyish cap - even though they only appear as such for a brief time in the movie, the rest of the time with the glasses and cap missing! It also makes the movie appear to be about a shy and somewhat nerdy man falling in love with a misfit woman. Instead, it's about a more confident and successful guy falling in love with a woman who is more normal in her behavior than you'd think.I wish they had made the movie that the advertising seemed to be suggesting. You can't warm up to the characters in this movie at all. Sarandon does okay, but her character's written to have some perplexing and frustrating ways of thinking and reacting. Still, she's a lot easier to take than Steinberg; his character and his performance are both utterly obnoxious, with his constant aggressive pursuit of Sarandon and seemingly indifference for the emotional baggage she is still carrying from her previous relationship. No doubt A.I.P. picked up this movie in one of their attempts to become more mainstream, which they were inching towards in their last years. The tone in this case may have been a step forward, but they also took some steps back with some surprisingly tacky production values. The movie is visually dull, with a look and editing style that seems more fitting for a television movie of the time. (Only the occasional rude word betrays its theatrical origin.) If you get bored (actually, you WILL get bored), make a game by trying to count how many times you can see the boom mike or its shadow.

Kooky midwestern shiksa meets kooky New York Jew and embarks on tentative romance. On a sunny day with all the planets aligned you get "Annie Hall". On a rainy day in Akron, you get the bravely-titled "Something Short of Paradise", a romantic comedy with no romance, not to mention wit, chemistry or pathos. Sarandon and Steinberg grimly plod through the standard plot points, meeting, breaking up and getting back together, but since they strike no romantic sparks you wonder why they bother. Nothing entertaining is made of the characters' cultural or tempermental differences, and the actors often move (or stand around) awkwardly as though they hadn't rehearsed. What's worse, Steinberg's Harris Sloane is petulant and even shows some flashes of jealous violence. Besides being completely wrong for his rather nebbishy character, I'd think this would cause any intelligent woman to run while she could. Unless you're a big fan of Sarandon or Steinberg, both of whom give their all in this lost cause, I'd suggest you do the same.