The doctor will see you now.

Meryl Streep and Tommy Lee Jones are irresistible in the drama "Hope Springs." They are a match made in movie heaven, even if we have to watch them uncomfortably sew their sex life back together in this 90-plus minute therapy session.

And ultimately "Hope Springs" is just that: a therapy session. Don't be fooled by the trailers that depict this as a silly comedy; director David Frankel ("The Devil Wears Prada," "Marley & Me") instead provides an intimate look at empty nesters who have drifted so far apart they've become sad, hollow strangers.

Cole Porter told us that bees do it and birds do it, but Kay (Streep), a timid housewife and her stubborn, curmudgeonly husband Arnold (Jones), do not anymore. But instead of contemplating divorce, Kay guilts Arnold into traveling to Maine for a week of couple's counseling. Arnold is as stingy, obdurate and introverted as they come and vocally protests at any and every emotional encounter.