The Weather Man

Synopsis: Dave Spritz is a local weatherman in his home town of Chicago, where his career is going well while his personal life -- his relationship with his perfectionist writer father, his neurotic ex-wife, and his now-separated children -- is spiraling downward. Despite being both loathed and loved by the local masses, Dave is a guy who doesn't seem to have it all together, and in this film, he begins to feel it. An attractive job offer presents Dave with a major question: to pursue his career in New York City, or to remain at home with his family.
Genre: Comedy, Drama
Director(s): Gore Verbinski
Production: Paramount Pictures
 
IMDB:
6.6
Metacritic:
61
Rotten Tomatoes:
59%
R
Year:
2005
102 min
$12,469,811
Website
742 Views


That was refreshing.

I'm refreshed.

I'm refreshing.

Welcome back. I'm Bryant Gumbel.

- And I'm Anne Howard.

- Good stuff today.

- We're going to be busy.

- We've got pop superstar Elton John.

He's going to be with us.

And so, too,

will best-selling author Al Franken.

Along with some

super-smart fourth graders...

with a great idea

for getting schoolbooks...

to kids who really need them.

But here's an idea

whose time has come.

Why don't we just start with...

... and fill the tart shell.

Bryant, you put some ice cream

on our angel food cake...

- How much do you want?

- As much as you like.

What are you laughing about?

This is Baked Alaska.

- This is supposed to be low-fat.

- It is!

Did they call?

Someone from the show.

The Gumbel show. They didn't call?

Are you sure?

- Once again, we're out of time.

- Thank you. Already?

We still got lots more ahead

this morning. We're going to be back...

- What's up, dude?

- Next person in line.

What's up?

- Hey, can I get your autograph?

- Next in line.

I'm not who you think I am, so...

You're not the weather guy?

Dan Spritz?

Dave Spritz.

I'm not Dave Spritz, no.

But I hear that a lot.

You don't have to be a dick.

Look, can you just...

All right, I'm just waiting in line.

Bro, I can read

your vehicle registration form.

So, whatever.

Can you...

All right, can you give me a break?

I just wanted to wait in line.

You're on TV, bro.

You're on TV.

- You're on TV, bro.

- So what? You keep saying that.

So you're on TV, bro.

Go work in a bank or something...

if you don't wanna be cool to people.

Whatever. Just...

Can you get out of my face?

Can you get out of my face?

- A**hole.

- You want to say that to my face?

I thought you wanted me

to get out of your face.

People recognize me sometimes.

Some are d*cks.

This is the same system that created

those strong snowfalls in Minnesota.

It's meant some

slightly warmer weather...

I should cool out a little, I guess.

I mean, I'm not just this

two-dimensional guy they recognize.

I do have a relationship to them.

I let them know

what they have to deal with.

But listen, these warmer temperatures

are not going to last.

This wind system will keep pushing

colder air across the Midwest...

I guess that's why

they think they know me.

But they don't, really.

...our Spritz Nipper of the week

with a high of just 24.

I'm not a hill of beans.

I have a plan.

Okay, see you then.

- What's this afternoon?

- You're picking up Shelly.

- Where?

- Chicago Dance.

Then you're taking your dad

to Northwestern.

At 3:
00?

Do you have that Hello America stuff?

- The letter?

- Yeah.

You have Mike, too.

Okay.

Do they have my cell phone?

Well, they should have

all the numbers in case.

And am I supposed to call

that guy Dersen?

Didn't he want me to call to touch base?

Okay.

- Dad, can we stop here?

- What for?

I need a notebook for school.

I'll just walk home.

Okay.

- Can I have some money?

- You don't have any?

No.

You're 12 years old.

You shouldn't be walking around

without money, okay, Shelly?

You're not a kid.

- How's your mom doing?

- She's good.

Can I have a pack of Lights?

- Regulars?

- The 100s.

Strikes?

How's Shelly?

She's doing great.

- Little angel.

- Yeah.

She's doing great.

- Who's an angel?

- Shelly.

Shelly is grossly overweight

and unhappy.

I'm concerned about her,

as I am Michael.

- David.

- Yeah, Dad.

Robert Spritzel?

Would you get me a paper...

- for the way back, Son?

- Yeah.

Fifteen minutes?

Yes. I'll see you then.

F***.

- Hey.

- Hey.

- It's getting cold.

- Yeah.

- What's the Nipper this week?

- Thursday.

Thursday's the Nipper? All right.

Here.

Yeah, can I get some change?

Not really.

Can I just get some quarters?

I just need a quarter for a paper.

Not really.

All right. I'll get something then.

All right.

Small coffee.

It's 80 cents.

No, it says $0.72.

After the whole everything, it's $0.80.

- Hey.

- Hi.

Where's the paper, David?

I didn't have enough money.

You bought a coffee.

- What?

- You bought a coffee.

Yeah, that, and then I didn't have

enough money after.

What?

I didn't have enough money

after I bought the coffee, so...

You should carry more than $1, David.

You're a grown man.

Let me just move this letter

from Hello America.

My father is Robert King Spritzel.

He won the National Book Award

when he was 28.

And the Pulitzer when he was 33.

President Carter called him

a national treasure.

They played racquetball

in a regular game.

He was a great writer.

But what was the cost?

Did he neglect his family?

No, he didn't.

He was a fine father.

More than that, really.

It's fruitless for Shelly to be dancing.

She should find another interest

that would be more rewarding to her...

that she can take more from, David.

- We've talked about that.

- Well, you should do something, Son.

We've tried a couple things.

We'll keep trying, so...

How's Michael?

I think that was an overreaction

on Noreen's part.

I don't think he has a problem with pot.

Let's hope.

How's the weather business?

Last September...

I had encouraged Shelly to explore

some other activities and interests.

She picked archery.

So I took her to an archery range

in Bolingbrook.

It was a 90-minute drive.

It was a 90-minute drive.

We purchased a junior bow-arrow kit...

and a leather wrist/forearm guard.

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