If you listen to what Garp (Robin Williams) says, the movie is about love of family if you look at what happens, though, it's a castration fantasy. Tongues, ears, penises, eyes, lives-everybody on the screen is losing something. This isn't necessarily bad-Hill's pastel, detached, and generally meaningless comedy may, in some ways, be preferable to the baroque apparatus that Irving constructed-but in recounting the book's key incidents Hill and Tesich lay bare the pattern of mutilations in the plot. Pauline Kael gave this movie a middling review: "The movie version of John Irving's novel, directed by George Roy Hill, from a script by Steve Tesich, has no center it's a simple series of vignettes, spanning Garp's life from his beginning to his end.
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