Synopsis: Hannah (Hall) is beginning to move on with her life after the death of her husband, an acclaimed musician and the subject of her latest biography, when she meets Andrew (Sudeikis), a brash writer from New York, who has a different take on her husband's life - and death. The unlikely pair must collaborate to put together the famous singer's story and begin to write the next chapter of their lives.
Genre: Comedy, Music, Romance
Director(s): Sean Mewshaw
Production: Starz
  1 nomination.
105 min

It's your oldest fear

That the love you can hear

Will go r

And it's a deafening sound

We become light

on the ground

Then soil

To be one with the sky

Where the souls all collide

and turn to gold...


In the middle,

you feel like it's never

going to end.

But he was with me.

I was going to make it.

I remember that morning.

Hunter made me a deal.

He'd clean out the basement

if I swam all the way

across the lake.

I dove right in.

Our basement was a nightmare.

But it turns out

that gliding along behind me

that's when the last song

on the album came to him.

The first time I brought him here

to show him where I grew up,

he decided that this was where

he wanted to write music,

have a zillion kids,

have a yard big enough

to get lost in...

We are stones to be seen

In the meadows

we are dreams to be free

...to become part of the wilderness

instead of just part of some scene.

It's where we bow

our heads to pray

- We are echoes...

- Most of the songs on the album,

I don't really know

where they came from,

but I was there for that one.

So I hold onto that track

as the one that we wrote together.

Together as it was

supposed to be,

because the plan was never to live

in the fricking woods all my myself.

We are free...

But here I am,

still way out in the middle...

without him.

Don't look at me

with that tone of voice.

We are stones to be seen

In the meadows

we are dreams to be free

It's where we bow

our heads to pray

We are echoes God creates

into shapes

It's where the love

can come in

Your breath becomes the wind

in the trees

We are free

We are free

All are welcome in

All are welcome in.

Mr. Popular today.

All right.

Do you have any books

on how you write books?

You know, all the rules and grammar,

semicolons and whatnot?

Yes, I would recommend

"The Voyage Out" by Virginia Woolf.

It's on the fiction aisle,

bottom shelf, lilac spine.

I'm ready for

my next assignment.

Hannah, don't waste

your time, all right?

I'm giving the column

to somebody else this week.

What? Who?

I am done playing the fiddle

to your procrastination dance.

Oh, hey, Upton, no,

don't test me today.

I worked all morning.

I did.

Give me an interview.

Come on.

And make it a good one, hmm?

Esther Greeley.

Birthdate number 88.

- Bless her heart.

- Now, 600 words,

and I insist you spend a minimum

amount of time on it.

That "Franklin Journal,"

it's always striving for excellence.


Did my special order come in?

The biographies?

Yes, they did.

I have to be well-versed

in the full spectrum of the genre.

Well, this ought to do it.

That's going to be

some good writing.

- Here.

- Give me that.

All right.

You're a man of such loose morals

behind the cash register.

- Thank you.

- You know what?

- Keep that one.

- I don't want that one.

Well, you might.

- Maybe I do.

- You're going to love it.

Hmm. Ooh.

Hey! Hello.

Okay, guys'

Off we go.

Come on, come on.

Answering machine:

You have two unheard messages.

First message.

Hello, Miss Miles.

It's Andrew McCabe again.

You know, I'm not sure if you're getting

any of these messages,

but I still would like to speak to you

about your late husband.

- I've been studying his work--

- Answering machine: Message erased.

- Next message.

- Come on. There you go.

Well, maybe you'll pick up

one of these days.

So in the meantime,

I'll just go ahead and tell your machine

a little bit about myself.

I'm a scholar, writer,

associate professor

- at Hofstra University...

- Good boy.

...in pop culture

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