I've just decided to re-watch Lawrence Kasdan's Mumford (Touchstone, 9.24.99). It's about a fraudulent but extremely charismatic small-town therapist (Loren Dean), whom almost everyone loves to chat with and confess to. I loved it from the get-go (it has a dead perfect ending), but too many critics disapproved and it managed only a lousy $4.5 million gross. But it's a really, really good film, I swear. Exudes a certain sly, low-key charm.