While watching this movie, I knew that I was being asked to feel empathy for the heroine, played by Amy Irving, but I couldn't help feeling more for the character of the husband, played solidly by Victor Garber. Irving's character of the stereotypical rich-and-bored housewife just didn't touch me at all. I kept thinking, "Send some of that misery my way!" Victor Garber's character is neglectful of his wife's needs to some degree, but it was obvious that many times she asked for more than maybe he was able to give. At any rate, his is the most well-rounded character...he gains an insight about himself that none of the others (especially, the shrill, annoying character that Patsy Kinset plays) seem to. While other characters remain static, Garber's character holds a mirror to his "sins" and gains new depth. The sub-plot of Irving's obsessions is rather predictable. The best way to enjoy this movie is to concentrate on the conflicts that exist in this couple that, on the surface, seem to have it all.
Review of Kleptomania
