“YOUR SISTER’S SISTER” My rating: A- (Opening June 29 at the Tivoli and Leawood)
90 minutes | MPAA rating: R
Lynn Shelton’s “Your Sister’s Sister” is some sort of miracle — a cleverly conceived, perfectly acted three-character dramedy that has all the verbal beauty of a great stage play and yet always feels absolutely cinematic, albeit in an unforced sort of way.
Iris (Emily Blunt) was dating Tom. But Tom died. Since then Iris has become best friends with Tom’s brother Jack (Mark Duplass). Now she’s concerned because Jack’s drinking, bitterness and lack of direction since Tom’s death have reached a tipping point.
So she initiates her version of an intervention, telling Jack — ordering him, really — to ride his bike to the ferry (they live in Seattle) and go to an island where Iris’ family has a rarely-used home.
No TV. No Internet. Jack will be forced to spend time alone with himself.
Except that when Jack pedals up to the threshold on a cold night (nights are always cold on the island, and wet, too) he finds the house occupied. Iris’ half sister, Hannah (Rosemarie DeWitt), is already encamped. She’s left her girlfriend of seven years and is trying to get her head together.
A bottle of tequila and some clever conversation later and Hannah and Jack are tumbling into bed together. It’s not an auspicious mating (he’s got, er, control problems and she hasn’t been with a man for a long time) and the next morning they’re prepared to write the whole thing off as a Cuervo-instigated mistake.
Except that Iris suddenly appears. Jack and Hannah agree not to tell her what happened.









