‘The Age of Adaline’
Starring: Blake Lively, Michiel Huisman, Kathy Bates and Harrison Ford
Running time: 110 minutes
Rating: PG-13 for a suggestive comment
Rank: 3 1/2 out of 4 stars
Hollywood long ago ceded “love that stands the test of time” to the realm of science-fiction and fantasy, so “The Age of Adaline” falls neatly into a genre that includes “The Time Traveler’s Wife,” “About Time,” and even “Somewhere in Time.”
But building this film around all the willowy, world-weary grace that Blake “Gossip Girl” Lively can muster pays off. As a 20-something who stopped aging 80 years ago, Lively suggests several lifetimes of experience in a love story that ranges from wistful to hopeful, a romance whose female half understands its consequences.
A pedantic narrator introduces Adaline under “her current alias,” Jenny, on New Year’s Eve of 2014, then backtracks to give a quasi-scientific explanation to the aging that stopped after an icy car wreck in the early 1930s. Widowed, we meet her child, see the first attentions her agelessness draws from law enforcement (in the paranoid McCarthy era) and watch her go underground — changing names, changing jobs, investing her money in long-shot stocks so she’s never pressed for cash.
Now she works in the San Francisco city archives, and she and her retirement-age daughter (a sparkling Ellen Burstyn) are the only ones who know her secret.
Then a rich do-gooder of a suitor, Ellis (Dutch actor Michiel Huisman of TV’s “Game of Thrones”) fixes his eye on her. And her many polite rebuffs fail to deter him. Reluctantly, she falls for him.
The script cleverly has Adaline/Jenny catch herself, blowing off a come-on as something she first heard “from a young Bing Crosby...type.” Give Ellis a line that works. He quotes Leigh Hunt’s poem “Jenny Kiss’d Me.”
“Say I’m weary, say I’m sad. Say that health and wealth have miss’d me.
“Say I’m growing old, but add, Jenny kiss’d me.”
And for an hour, “Adaline” is warm and charming, with a somber edge. She’s buried generations of spaniels. She can’t bear to bury another lover.
Then Harrison Ford shows up for the third act as he and the ageless Kathy Baker play Ellis’ parents. And Ford, in a performance as affecting as any he’s ever given, lifts this romance in ways we never see coming.
But it’s Lively’s show, and she wears the period clothes and formal wear as easily as Adaline wears the burden of a body that never ages, even as the memory never forgets history learned, a language mastered or what love felt like when you last let yourself experience it.