Jeannette Catsoulis reviews 'The Other Woman':
Had Black Swan not screeched its way to an undeserved Oscar nomination, we might never have seen The Other Woman, Natalie Portman's 2009 performance as a second wife haunted by the loss of a newborn and the weight of a terrible secret. That would have been a shame; if your limit on bereavement movies is only one per annum, skip the overpraised Rabbit Hole and see this one instead.
I guess you take what you can get. Review is sort of double-edged, but also pretty generous:
...there are times when The Other Woman skids uncomfortably close to Lifetime-approved weepie territory. A little precious (and more than a little manipulative), the film nevertheless surmounts these difficulties with a director (Don Roos, of 1998's The Opposite of Sex) who understands the acidic side of love, and a supporting cast that's nothing short of superb. As Jack, wearily trying to mediate between two wounded women, Cohen evinces a David Strathairn-type decency that grounds the film's more extreme emotions. And Kudrow, working with dialogue that's often downright hateful, manages to show the hurt beneath the shrillness.
I hadn't planned on seeing it until reading Catsoulis' write up.
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