This 2003 Oscar-nominated movie begins when successful entrepreneur Harry (Jack Nicholson), is asked to accompany the young and lovely Marin (Amanda Peet) to her mother’s unoccupied beach house in the Hamptons.
Harry is a womanizer who prefers women decades his junior, blah blah this is the kitchen of the Hamptons’ beach house:
As young Marin changes into her swimsuit and Harry places the wine in the fridge to chill, suddenly there is activity at the back door. It’s Erica (Diane Keaton), returning home with her sister Zoe (Frances McDormand).
Letting the awkward situation get the best of them, everyone threatens to leave. But soon they decide they are all adults who can get along for one night—and so they spend tons of money in a gourmet food market and return home to prepare spaghetti with clam sauce.
But the dinner conversation is not smooth—Harry is challenged with the theory that men can remain bachelors into old age and are rewarded with young dates, while single aging women become the objects of pity. Harry and the young Marin retire to their bedroom, leaving Erica and her sister to wash the dishes.
But suddenly Erica and her sister hear a scream—it’s young Marin calling for help because Harry has just keeled over with a heart attack! Once in the emergency room, he falls under the care of a doctor named Julian (Keanu Reeves), who flirts with the much-older Erica, blah blah Harry isn’t well enough to travel home blah so he is placed under reluctant Erica’s care and returned to the beach house.
Within hours everyone else leaves to return to the city, and Erica is frustrated because she’s in the process of writing a play, and the last thing she needs is Harry and his distractions. “It’s OK, I can do this,” says Erica. “I’ll get myself into a Zen place. Play music, cook, write, focus.”
But as Erica tries to work, she is interrupted by Harry’s ceaselessly ringing telephone and rap music and the waft of his cigars:
The next day the cute young doctor makes a house call—and after examining Harry, he corners Erica in the kitchen and tells her he has a crush:
Meanwhile Erica and Harry are getting to know each other a bit better, and as Erica prepares for her date with the young doctor, an interesting thing happens: Harry begins to see Erica with fresh eyes. And not just due to her form-fitting dress:
After Erica’s date, she and Harry lie in opposing bedrooms sending each other flirty Instant Messages, until the two resolve to meet in the late-night kitchen for a snack:
But just as Erica prepares the pancake batter without properly measuring her ingredients even though Bossy has never heard of this in her entire life, Erica’s daughter, young Marin, returns from the city to check on Harry.
But instantly young Marin catches the vibe that she has interrupted more than poorly measured pancakes, and she is happy for her mother. And so the next morning Marin breaks up with Harry while Erica watches from her kitchen window.
With Marin out of the picture, Erica and Harry enjoy a picnic on the beach that is interrupted by rain. The two race home, dodging lightning, and close the door against the threatening storm.
They lose electricity and waste no time falling into each other’s arms, and falling into each other’s other.
But the afterglow doesn’t last long, because the next day Harry is cleared to return to his home in New York City. He packs up and says goodbye as Erica waves him down her long driveway.
But before you know it, Erica is racing into the city too because blah blah and she has dinner with blah and in that very restaurant she sees Harry—and he is once again dining with a very young and beautiful woman.
Erica and Harry have it out and Harry admits he doesn’t know how to be a boyfriend—and so Erica returns home to the Hamptons, where she thrashes around, mourning the death of their relationship:
Erica cries here, she cries there—until one day her sister Zoe bumps into the young doctor at a farmer’s market, and she brings him home to dine with Erica. This distraction helps, because in no time, Erica is ditching her Kleenex and finishing her play, which she has turned into a comedy about Harry:
And just who do you think is there, stretched out on the comfortable sofa, to celebrate the completion of Erica’s play?
Will Erica stay with the doctor? Will she reunite with Harry? Will Bossy ever get her light-filled kitchen with flat-black door pulls?
kelly saysJuly 8, 2011 at 1:20 am
Oh bossy I am right there with you. I watch this movie all the time and end up swooning over every detail of that house. But to add insult to injury I believe it is her second home. Second? Can I just move into that guest house? I promise to keep to myself……
Bush Babe (of Granite Glen) saysJuly 8, 2011 at 2:25 am
Oh me three… those white french windows and doors… *mega sigh*… the house is totally the star of this movie!!!
Mrs Catch saysJuly 8, 2011 at 2:44 am
This is my very favourite house in all of movie-land. I pored over every still I could get while planning my new kitchen. And yes. I have benches that are forgiving, cool, black and… um… hard. Well they’re granite. What would you expect?
runnergirl saysJuly 8, 2011 at 9:14 am
Also a huge fan of the house in Something’s gotta give. Your casual country charm set in such a modern backdrop and functional rooms that could make even LIndsay Lohan appreciate a good house arrest mask the post Woody Allen poor role choice of Diane Keaton and the Wooden Indian acting antics of Keanu Reeves, bless his little biceps. I mean seriously,…he’s a DOCTOR??? But I digress, black granite countertops and gorgeous wooden cabinetry……
DawnA saysJuly 8, 2011 at 10:11 am
DROOL worthy house. Ah, to be rich……
Amy saysJuly 8, 2011 at 10:39 am
More drool worthy pictures of the house -http://hookedonhouses.net/2009/05/04/the-beach-house-in-somethings-gotta-give/
Beth saysJuly 8, 2011 at 10:44 am
I’m confused…. where’s the Sheraton post???
chook saysJuly 8, 2011 at 11:00 am
great review. i didn’t realize there could be so much kitchen porn in one movie.
Maggie saysJuly 8, 2011 at 12:10 pm
My husband makes pancakes without measuring because he has made them so often that he no longer needs to measure…and his always taste better than my by-the-book pancakes.
heatherw saysJuly 8, 2011 at 1:06 pm
The house was my favorite character in that movie.
Ruth saysJuly 8, 2011 at 1:38 pm
Love love LOVE Diane Keaton in this role. Even liked what’s his name.. wasn’t crazy about Kenu. LOVED the house. Laughed OUT LOUD at the naked scene.SIgh … why can’t real life be more like the movies?
Meh saysJuly 8, 2011 at 2:09 pm
Bossy has champagne tastes but a beer income. Sounds like Bossy needs to find a Sugar Daddy.
Shelia saysJuly 8, 2011 at 3:41 pm
Was this written by Nancy Meyers? Because, seriously, most of her movies are house porn. I point you to “The Holiday” … “It’s Complicated” … even “The Parent Trap” (remake, but that house at the winery? swoon!). Am I right, people?
Madge saysJuly 8, 2011 at 11:26 pm
I watch this all-the-time with the sound off..love love love that house
Allegra saysJuly 9, 2011 at 7:03 pm
I remember this perfect light-filled house, and even the perfect rocks in the clean glass vases in the perfect entryway.
I never quite understood how a beach house could actually be a full-up house, rather than a cottage. Oh, that’s right – money
Darcie saysJuly 9, 2011 at 9:57 pm
I loved the house most of all, too!!!
Birdbrain saysJuly 10, 2011 at 3:16 am
I have black granite countertops, white cabinets and a Wolf range, but my kitchen’s a fooking postage stamp compared to that one. I want that house!!!!
formerlyfun saysJuly 10, 2011 at 12:23 pm
The subway tiles look even better when paired with dark grout.
joeinvegas saysJuly 11, 2011 at 10:27 am
Sounds like Bossy should be writing plays instead of blogs. I don’t think blog income pays for too many beach houses. (or get a rich boyfriend, probably the best route)
Dharmamama saysJuly 18, 2011 at 2:14 pm
This says the interior is all a fantasy! So, maybe real people don’t have kitchens like that after all. (shh! Let me enjoy my delusion!)