Hello, My Name Is Doris Sally Field, Max Greenfield, Tyne Daly. Directed by Michael Showalter. Rated R. Opens Friday citywide.

Part cringe comedy, part melancholy meditation on aging, Hello, My Name Is Doris is a bit jarring in its tonal shifts. Although the scenario of a lonely older woman (Sally Field) awkwardly crushing on her much younger co-worker (New Girl’s Max Greenfield) could be played for cruel laughs, director Michael Showalter (of comedy troupe The State) and his co-writer Laura Terruso don’t mock Doris even when she’s thoroughly embarrassing herself. The movie’s most effective when it’s bridging the generation gap, with Doris’ quirky-old-lady fashion sense fitting in perfectly among Brooklyn hipsters, or Doris eagerly consulting her friend’s 13-year-old granddaughter on how to stalk her crush on Facebook. Field gives depth to Doris’ obsessive tendencies and her real sense of loneliness and loss, and she mostly pulls off the broader comedic moments. The movie is a bumpy ride at times, but, like Doris, it has its heart in the right place.