Walked Out
This movie was a little like seeing your neighbor's kindergartner's recital. The proud parent enjoys every minute, but any another person would only stay, smile and nod if the parent were a close friend sitting in the next seat.
The film is a sorry star-vehicle for the lead actress, Tanya Frederick. Perhaps Irene Jensen's character might have been tolerable, if only she were a star, or if Harriet Schock had less treacly lyrics and didn't have such overly-sentimental singing style.
The film fails to explore the relationships between women and their fathers, instead focusing on superficial conclusions and sappy constructs of child-parent connection. It tries to make up for its hetro-focus by providing an unconvincing, man-kissing lesbian.
Mostly though, if the dialogue was not laden with grown women referring to their fathers as, "daddy," and Irene Jensen hadn't cried saying she'd never find a man like her father to cut bananas into rounds for her cereal....well, then I wouldn't have walked out.