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If all you did with your time was watch movies, you’d think that aliens were always on the brink of invading our planet, masked killers terrorized small coastal or Midwestern towns every Halloween, and women over 35 were constantly going on trips to foreign lands to find themselves and hook up with a hot guy or two.
Lonely Planet, Netflix’s latest romance, written and directed by Susannah Grant (Unbelievable), fits into this third category, starring Laura Dern as an accomplished novelist who stumbles into a love affair while on a writer's retreat. It may be enough for longtime fans of Dern to see her finally get her Eat Pray Love (or, more accurately, her The Idea of You), but Lonely Planet, out Oct. 11, rarely strays past the established boundaries and clichés of the foreign-set romantic drama.
Katherine Loewe (Dern) arrives in Morocco only to realize that her luggage hasn’t. Stress from writer’s block and her impending separation from her husband (and lack of clean underwear) sequester her inside her room, declining invitations to meet up with the international group of celebrated authors also attending the retreat. As such, it takes Katherine a few days to run into Owen (Liam Hemsworth), the handsome boyfriend of Lily Kemp (Diana Silvers), a sort of Emily Henry type.
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