Director: Chris
Weitz & Paul Weitz | Starring:
Hugh Grant, Toni Collette, Rachel Weisz
Released: 2002
| Runtime: 101m
| Rating (out of 5):
*** |
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I always find book adaptations
fascinating. There are some books out there that feel as if the authors
actually wrote with actors in mind, counting the option money for
the screenplay before even finishing the manuscript. The worst example
I can recall of this Hollywood whoring is John Grisham's The Pelican
Brief. Grisham essentially sounds like he is describing a photo
of Julia Roberts from some US magazine cover. And guess who
ended up playing the roll? You guessed it: Ms. Roberts. While reading
About a Boy, I couldn't help but think of Hugh Grant. Sure,
the guy in the text doesn't look exactly like him, but the guy is
a charismatic cad--a British fop who we don't hate, despite his perpetual
laziness, stunning materialism and stone cold emotional disposition.
And who is the best guy out there at playing the lovable, charismatic
British thirty-something guy with the cool demeanor and absence of
malice? Why, it's the man who got caught with a hooker on Sunset Blvd.
and somehow became more lovable because of it! I'm sure our author
friend, Nick Hornby, had him more than in the back of his mind when
writing this part--it's pretty much tailor-made for him. Anyhow, I
liked the book, but didn't love it. The whole thing was just a little
to "sweet." The characters were just a little too stereotypical
and predictable. Unfortunately, the movie falls into some of the same
traps as the book, making situations somewhat obvious, and the outcome--and
path of its evolution--too direct. Grant plays a ne'er-do-well slacker
who has never had a real job or any kind of responsibility of any
kind. His father wrote some fictional Christmas song that generates
enough cash, through royalties, to keep him in designer jeans and
fancy espresso makers. All his friends--the few he seems to have--are
having children and thinking about their futures. He can't think beyond
his morning cup of coffee. Enter the troubled child, with a mother
who is even more screwed-up than he is. As expected, Grant sees himself
in this kid. They become friends, and he realizes that maybe he wants
to change. Along the way there are relapses and doubts... Starting
to sound familiar? Yeah, it's not necessarily an original plot, but
what makes it nice are the actors and the dry, British sense of humor
that is interjected into the script along the way. If this was an
American film, with American actors (Haley Joel Osment, anyone?),
this thing would have fallen flat on its face. There's a reason Grant
is always cast to play the cad--he's good at it. No matter how big
a jerk the guy is, you still end up rooting for him. The kid in the
movie is supposed to be fatter than he is (according to the book),
but the actor manages to pull off the geeky awkwardness very well.
Toni Collette is disturbing to look at. I guess that was the idea,
but she was seriously grossing me out. On the opposite side of the
scale is Rachael Weisz. Man, she is not hard to look at at all. All
this aside, I suggest renting this one with a chick, turning it on
and watch it work its magic. [DVD]
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