irritatedjulian In the 1980s, you were pretty much guaranteed that any film with Harrison Ford's name above the title would be really good. That began to change as the 1990s wore on and in hindsight, this is where the slide began.In theory this could have been an interesting movie. The redemption of a successful but unpleasant human being and the effect his behaviour had on the people around him. Yet somehow, despite the best efforts of everyone involved, it never becomes anything more than a made for TV disease of the week special. Albeit with an expensive cast. It's a real shame that the one time they paired up Harrison Ford and Annette Bening, it was in this!The cast themselves are fine and they all do their best with the material that they've been given. But crikey, the script is just so shallow and facile. It wasn't something I paid a lot of attention to when I first watched this as a teenager. But re-watching as an adult it's most unsatisfactory. Even though being married to evil Henry can't have been easy for his wife, the new Henry's a mixed blessing for her .Yes he's a much more pleasant human being than his old self but she's now left with a diminished, childlike husband for the rest of their days. Adjusting to that's not something that'll happen overnight. The film's also filled with contrived scenes. Henry's Ritz crackers, his miraculous learning how to read and the way he undoes the harm he'd done to the couple at the start of the film. It's all far too neat and tied up in a bundle for my liking. It begs more questions than it answers really.For what it is, it's well made. Ultimately though, it's the movie equivalent of a cheeseburger. It'll fill you at the time but leave you unsatisfied.

Dalbert Pringle Meet Henry Turner - Mega-wealthy, high-powered, super-successful, Manhattan corporate-lawyer. Not only is Henry despicable, ruthless, dishonest and corrupt in his profession (this makes for an ideal lawyer, I hear), but he also operates in the same mean and rotten way towards his family and friends, too.One fine day, Henry, in his usual mode of miserable arrogance, inadvertently steps into the midst of a robbery that's taking place at some scuzzy, run-down Mini-Mart. (Like, what's Henry doing in this area of town, anyways?) Henry is promptly shot "bulls-eye" (right smack dab) in the exact goddamn middle of the forehead by some two-bit crook with the precision aim of a real marksman.Unfortunately, this bullet to the brain doesn't kill Henry. Instead, after a miraculous recovery (in record time, no less) Henry is transformed, like an angel, into Mr. Sugar-And-Spice-And-Everything-Nice.This character turn-about has got to be one of the phoniest and most sickening change-of-heart scenarios that I've ever witnessed. Like - OK - I could easily understand it if the bullet to the head had lobotomized Henry, and then turned him into a human vegetable, or something. But, it didn't. What it did was completely change his overall personality. It was a 180 degree turn around.I really wonder what medical science would have to say about this sort of movie-nonsense?

slightlymad22 I'm amazed at some of the negative reviews here, I really liked this movie.Plot In A Paragraph: Henry Turner (a brilliant Harrison Ford) is a despicable and ruthless lawyer whose life is turned upside down when one night whilst out buying some cigarettes, he is shot in the head during a robbery. Luckily, he survives the injury with significant brain damage and must re-learn how to speak, walk, and function normally. He has also lost most of the memory of his personal life, and must adjust to life with the family that he does not remember. To the surprise of his wife and daughter, Henry becomes a kind, loving and affectionate man.Bill Nunn is a stand out performer as Bradley, Henry's Physical Therapist, Annette Bening is great as Henry's wife, and Mikki Allen is also great as his daughter Rachel, John Leguizamo pops up too as the liquor store gun man. But this movie is all abut Harrison Ford he is the heart and core of the movie. I'm surprised this hasn't gotten more attention over the years

blanche-2 Harrison Ford is such a popular, warm, and likable actor, he can't help but elevate any film in which he appears. Of course, a few weren't worth elevating, like Sabrina, Six Days, Seven Nights, What Lies Beneath) but every prolific actor has a few clinkers. And no matter what, he's always good.Here he plays Henry, a real legal shark, the stereotypical type, who is shot when he goes into a store to buy cigarettes. He is shot in his frontal lobe, which means he has lost his memory, which includes how to talk, walk, tie his shoes, and remember his wife Sarah (Annette Bening) and daughter (Mikki Allen). It's a long, slow road, but he connects with his therapist, Bradley (Bill Nunn), so much so that when it's time to go home, Henry doesn't want to leave.We see Henry after his rehab but before he is completely well. In cases like this, while a great deal of his memory may never return, he probably will become a little sharper as time goes on. Here, he speaks slowly without much affect and though he can take in what he reads, it's obvious he won't return to the law. He's changed and realizes that he doesn't like the old self reflected to him in the law firm and in the shallow people who were supposedly his friends. The people around him - the housekeeper, his wife, and even his daughter - like this Henry a lot better. But he learns the past was more complicated than the present.Let's face it, without Ford, this could have been a movie of the week. With Ford, it's a feel-good story, if predictable. He's wonderful, as is Annette Bening who struggles to get used to the new Henry. They are surrounded by some strong TV and film people.I admit I have a soft spot in my heart for Ford after transcribing an interview with him while he was making an Indiana Jones film. He and the interviewer were in a coffee shop in some out of the way place, and a man approached them and talked to him. He walked away, and them he came back and asked if Ford signs autographs. "Let me ask you something," Ford says, "when you go to the movies, do you pay for a ticket?" "Yes," the man says. "Then I sign autographs," Ford answers. He's a class act - all the way.