Lest we forget what it is to be a woman, there’s always the chick flick to remind us exactly what this may imply. In the case of “Evening,” the implying rather has the effect of a tidal wave. There they are, all the usual suspects: love (unrequited and otherwise), weddings, marriages, careers, motherhood, sisterhood.
“Evening” tastefully portrays these issues and does it up in a pristine package with a brittle edge here and there, no doubt to stress the elements of tragedy and disappointment that inevitably occur in a woman’s life. Oh man! Or should that be oh woman!? In any case, “Evening” is so formulaic as to border on presumptuousness. Surely women have preoccupations besides these tried and true themes. Surely they can talk of things other than personal happiness and men.