It’s highly likely that the last time I truly felt drawn to parenthood was the first time I ever watched the classic 1980s Diane Keaton film Baby Boom. The news of Keaton’s death last weekend ricocheted me right back to my discovery of the movie, probably around the age of 11 or 12. In it, Keaton plays JC Wyatt, a high-powered New York executive with a shoulder-padded dressing gown who unwittingly inherits a baby from a distant cousin. Initially she’d been horrified by baby Elizabeth but, faced with adopting her out to two turnips from Duluth, she decides to be a woman who has it all, nappies and Nasdaq.
Baby Boom isn’t Keaton’s most lauded fi
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