Hello, My Name is Doris (2015)
I don’t usually seek out rom coms, but Hello, My Name is Doris stands out: how often do you find movies of this genre centered around a woman in her sixties? And the titular Doris is special: sheltered, shy, and delightfully frumpy looking, Sally Field’s character is a caricature, a literal ‘cat lady,’ but an adorable one.
In an unusual version of Cinderella, Doris finds a new lease on life when she falls in love with her new coworker (Max Greenfield) and becomes somewhat of a fashion icon among his Brooklyn friends. The catch: her crush is half her age, and unlike his hipster friends who adore her unique style, Doris’ ‘outoftouchness’ is genuine but not entirely voluntary.
Slowly but surely we learn about Doris’ tragic past and mental issues, and the slightly exaggerated comedy turns into a really moving drama. As the single carer for her very ill mother, Doris was never able to fully enjoy the many stages of growing up prior to her death. There is a sweet innocence in how she navigates her first crush in decades, but her lack of maturity and experience also comes with a lot of pain.
Doris’ coming of age is told in a conventional manner, but her story is still unique in that it comes 50 years later.