Representations of male midlife crisis are everywhere in our culture — they’re as close as the nearest Porsche salesroom, really — but how often do we get to see a movie where a woman hits the wall and wigs out? “Hello I Must Be Going” is a rare treat: a small, satisfying confection about a divorced 35-year-old woman who washes up at her parents’ house with no idea of what’s coming next and who becomes the local Mrs. Robinson almost by default. The movie’s sharp-tongued and softhearted, a Sundance kind of film that mostly sidesteps generic Sundanceyness.
And it stars the great, sad-eyed actress Melanie Lynskey as Amy Minsky, the film’s central walking disaster. Lynskey usually plays character parts (she was the bad mom in “Win Win” and the worse aunt in “The Perks of Being a Wallflower”), and you can feel her delight in getting to stretch. Amy is depressively still on the surface and pure panic beneath; dumped by her ambitious attorney husband (Dan Futterman), she’s in her third month of hiding at her parents’ airy Connecticut home, sleeping until noon and never changing T-shirts. Maybe she’s reverting to adolescence. Maybe she never left.