A stodgy trust manager faces a mid-life crisis when his new secretary introduces him to her belief in the power of names, and his life spirals out of control. What could have been a thoughtful look at indecision, anxiety, and fear of aging takes a sharp left turn near the end of the third act and never really recovers. It quickly turns into a by-the-numbers morality play, and gives the impression of a smart script that was tampered with to suit the format by adding a few CBSRMT staples. While the tepid performances are appropriate for the protagonist and his wife, the young 'other woman' also underacts in a part that should've been much more eccentric. Disappointing.