Baffled and depressed by the failure of his marriage, middle-aged science-fiction writer John Henderson (Albert Brooks) decides that the key to his problems with women lies in his relationship with his mother (Debbie Reynolds). So he moves back in with her, unpacking his
old stuff and re-creating the room in which he lived as a kid, right down to the goofy movie posters and dusty school trophies. Everyone thinks he's nuts, which of course he is, though the more modern term is "deeply neurotic." First, the good news. Reynolds is brilliant: Her Beatrice Henderson is
a soft-spoken, emotionally subversive fist in a velvet glove, without being a caricature, an Oedipal g...