| Review Date: Director: Marc Lawrence Writer: Marc Lawrence Producers: Sandra Bullock Actors: Sandra Bullock Hugh Grant Alicia Witt |
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Nobody’s gonna mistake this trip down predictable lane as Shakespeare, but as long as you’re expecting easy-going fluff, jokes which involve Bullock getting her hair stuck in Grant’s zipper and someone walking in on them in the bathroom, or appreciate the past work of both these comedic actors, you will likely enjoy the film overall, even if you forget most of everything that you will see, five minutes after you walk out of the theater and into the nearest bar to drown your sorrows. Which reminds me of a pretty funny scene involving Bullock, alcohol, a lifejacket and a reference to her being able to perform a “salty pretzel” in bed. Nice! Or as Hugh Grant would say in his oh-so funny way: “Right.” As for the story, it’s really not about much. She’s a lawyer, he’s a millionaire, she hates him at first, he finds her interesting…there’s sexual tension, she quits and the next thing you know…well, I’ll leave the ending as a “surprise” for you all. Bullock also gets hit in the head with a ball during a tennis match (which I believe is now a staple for any generic comedy), while Grant looks amusingly ridiculous in a suit and giant tie in one fundraiser scene, and everybody goes home happy. Robert Klein is also comical as Bullock’s father, and her mom has one funny staring scene, but other than that, everyone else is superfluous at best. But it’s all about the two crazy kids under the spotlight anyway, right? So if you like fluffy romantic comedies that will make you chuckle and smile and forget…see this movie. Otherwise, wait for video…and chuckle and smile and forget.
PS: This is one of the oddest homages that I’ve ever noted in any such commercial film, but during one scene in Coney Island, Bullock’s character refers to a Mrs. Goldfarb, who used to sit out in the street with her older friends. Actress Ellen Burstyn played the character of Mrs. Goldfarb at Coney Island (and splendidly at that) in Darren Aronofsky’s unforgettable REQUIEM FOR A DREAM in 2000. Nice one, Mr. Lawrence…I’m impressed.