In a relationship drama as synthetic as this one about three generations of women who find their bliss in a groovy present-day Woodstock, N.Y., not found on any map you grab your silly pleasures where you can find them. So let's hear it for the giant wig of Pre-Raphaelite gray corkscrews planted on the noggin of Jane Fonda as a glamorous hippie grandma. The hairdo meets its match in the dull Ann Taylor togs encasing Catherine Keener: That's how you know Granny's daughter is an uptight lawyer. D+

