Typical weeknight at our place involves arriving home, taking Izzy out, deciding on dinner, doing a couple chores and eventually zoning out in front of Netflix. Netflix has become the bane of my movie enjoyment. Either we sit down and watch a couple of episodes of our favorite shows or we spend 45 minutes (yes, I’ve timed it) trying to pick a movie. For some reason nothing in our hand-selected queue looks good…ever. Last week we finally landed on Robot & Frank.
Set in the near future, Frank, a retired cat burglar, has two grown kids who are concerned he can no longer live alone. They are tempted to place him in a nursing home until Frank’s son chooses a different option: against the old man’s wishes, he buys Frank a walking, talking humanoid robot programmed to improve his physical and mental health. What follows is an often hilarious and heartwarming story about finding friends and family in the most unexpected places.
(synopsis from here)
I really enjoyed this movie. It was fun, playful, tender and different. This will sound weird but I have a soft-spot for old guys, their grumpy stubbornness juxtaposed with their sweet vulnerability just makes my little heart melt. This movie tugged at a few of those heartstrings.