Go-getter Becky (Rachel McAdams), a television producer, is hired to resuscitate a drowning happy-talk morning news show. She recruits a grumpy Walter Cronikite-ish anchorman (Harrison Ford) to partner with a perky institution (Diane Keaton). Here's what Morning Glory
doesn't have: Nobody calls (or intimates) that Becky's a bitch because she works hard at her job. Nobody lies or pretends to be somebody else. Becky doesn't get wet, get naked, fall down or have food thrown at her. There are no fart jokes. She has a boyfriend (the vanilla Patrick Wilson) but he doesn't have a hissy fit when she ignores him and instead supports her in her work. At last! McAdams nearly ruined Sherlock Holmes
, but here she is perfect, driven, adept and cheerful, even confronting seemingly overwhelming obstacles. Ford and Keaton, genuinely beloved movie stars, are wrinkled, beautiful and pitch-perfect funny, maybe because subtle emotion still shows on their faces. Enjoy!