Love Is a Four Letter Word (2007)
Margaret and Martin Harper, both sixty years old, are filing for divorce, but plan to keep everything as civilized as possible. Complications arise when their respective attorneys, the equally cynical Emily Bennett and Kenton Rhodes, unexpectedly fall in love, throwing an extra kink into the proceedings both in and out of the courtroom.
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Margaret and Martin Harper, both sixty years old, are filing for divorce, but plan to keep everything as civilized as possible. Complications arise when their respective attorneys, the equally cynical Emily Bennett and Kenton Rhodes, unexpectedly fall in love, throwing an extra kink into the proceedings both in and out of the courtroom.
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Genre:Comedy, Romance, TV Movie
Written By:Jill E. Blotevogel
In Theaters:2/3/2007
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Runtime:95 minutes
Studio:Larry Levinson Productions, RHI Entertainment, Alpine Medien Productions
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