What does it take to beat life back with Morgan Freeman's cool demeanor in this movie? How many times a day I'm charmed, intrigued and horrified by the people around me yet can't muster the bemused expression of the portraitist he portrays, a man who's spent his life looking beyond facades before lifting his brush. But "worrying keeps me calm," Diane Keaton says in one scene, so I guess whatever works: I'll get through this day too, admitting at the end of it like these two people that, all along, I've really been enjoying the ride.