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Poor Tim Dwight (Chittenden). He’s got a winning smile but no wit to go with it; he’s polite and respectful but diffident to the point of paralysis. On the phone with girls he stutters and stammers, and in their bedrooms he stumbles around blindly before giving up, throwing on his clothes, and racing home in a panic. When his new girlfriend, Jill (Booth), threatens to leave him, Tim explains the reason for his ineptitude: Both of his parents are entertainers, he confesses, saying the word “entertainers” like you and I might say “prostate cancer” or “Pat Robertson.” His father (Holden) was once a middling pop singer who made a small name for himself as a Conway Twitty tribute act and who is now the security guard at a local grocery store, hanging on embarrassingly to his dreams of stardom by singing syrupy cowboy ballads in old-age homes.
© The Austin Chronicle
