I first saw this movie decades ago, shortly after its release. I recall enjoying it then, although not as much as another film starring Alan Alda, *Sweet Liberty*, which is difficult to locate now. Watching *The Four Seasons* again, it strikes me differently now, and that’s likely due to the passage of time and my own personal evolution. It's probably an unfair assessment because I only saw it once before, and naturally, I’ve gained a lot more life experience since then. For example, having written numerous novels over the years has altered how I analyze movie narratives, I think. Despite that, certain aspects of the film remain quite good. There's a clear connection between several of the central characters, particularly Alan Alda and Carol Burnett’s pairing. The dialogue is often excellent, although it can feel somewhat repetitive at times. Character development unfolds gradually, which might be intentional. It takes a while to reach Alan Alda’s character’s defining scene, something the film continually builds toward. I would have appreciated more exploration of Lisa's melancholy storyline; I was left feeling unresolved. It was noteworthy that she was portrayed by Alan Alda’s daughter. And it was also interesting to recognize Rita Moreno in an early role, after recently seeing her in *80 for Brady*, knowing I knew her work but not being able to place exactly where from. Overall, it's a worthwhile film, possibly lacking the profoundness that it suggests it possesses. It feels somewhat drawn out while anticipating Alan Alda’s character’s emotional release.

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