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Movie Review: An American Affair

   Hey, everyone. I watched a good movie tonight on the Starz channel. It is called An American Affair. The story takes place in Washington D.C. in 1963. Cameron Bright stars as Adam Stafford, a teenager who has a terrible crush on his neighbor. The lady is wonderfully portrayed by Gretchen Mol, who plays an artist and a (sort-of) nut. She is divorced and her own son is dead. Perhaps for this reason she doesn't really seem to mind Adam stalking her. That is not the right word, really, but he is a bit obsessed with the hot blond lady next door. I mean, he reads her mail, peeks in her windows, photographs her without her knowledge, things like that.
    Perhaps she feels sorry for the guy. She hires him to clean up her back yard and the two seem to get along fine. I know what you are thinking. The story is far different than your typical older/younger hanky-panky. This lady, Catherine Caswell, and her ex-husband were mixed up with the CIA. A creepy agent played by the skilled James Rebhorn, (Lucian Carver in the show) hangs around and spies on Catherine, as well.
    Adam has almost no qualms about any of his actions. He seems to have disposed of any childish idealism at an early age. What he doesn't know, at least at first, is that Catherine is dating John Kennedy on the sly. Yeah, she is being sneaked in and out of the White House for liaison work with JFK.
    If that doesn't hook you, just forget about this one. I will say that I thoroughly enjoyed this and would easily rate it as 4 stars out of 5. Perhaps 4.5 stars out of 5. It starts out as a young love story but in reality it is cloak and dagger stuff. I bet you like it.
      From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills.
P.S. The pony has absolutely nothing to do with the movie. I just liked the picture. Good night.
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