Director: Anand Tucker | Starring:
Amy Adams, Matthew Goode, Adam Scott
Released: 2010
| Runtime: 100m
| Rating (out of 5):
*½ |
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Ah the romcom. The district
where handsome, successful guys suck and dudes who are poor as dirt,
but have good hearts are the best! In other words, bullshit. When's
the last time you saw a woman throw over a suave hedge fund manager
for a bartender just because the rich guy bought her roses instead
of daisies. “He clearly didn't love me because he bought me roses
and the bartender does love me because he bought me daisies. How could
my boyfriend/husband not even know I love daisies?!” Uh, because he's
too busy slaving away so you can wear couture and drive a Bentley
to know your favorite flower--and the bartender just got lucky because
he bought what was cheap. That's pretty much this movie in a nutshell.
And, quite honestly, I find it kind of annoying.
To take it further: you're a woman who has invested, say five years
in a guy. He too has invested that time. You have your ups and downs,
but he's always treated you well, clearly loves you and is pretty
much everything a woman would look for in a dude. But he hasn't asked
you to marry him yet. And you're tired of waiting. Don't discuss it
with him or anything, this man you love and who loves you. No, harbor
some sort of unconscious resentment towards this one fact and bottle
it up. And then, in a wonderful twist of fate, you discover this old
Irish tradition that on leap year in Ireland, women can propose to
men! So you fly to Ireland, where your honey happens to be for a meeting,
in order to ask him to be yours. And then rom com ensues.
You flight is rerouted to podunk nowhere Ireland and you end up in
the inn of a ruffian whom at first you hate because he's the exact
opposite of your boyfriend and you. He's scruffy and boorish and uncouth
and a total lout. And you fight with him like Michael
Douglas and Kathleen
Turner in Romancing
the Stone (exactly like Romancing the Stone) to get you
to Dublin in time to propose to your future husband. And the road
romance rom com starts. Over the next couple of days you break heels
and step in cow poop on the rough Ireland roads and your driver/future
love burps and insults you for two days. Until this total stranger
with whom you've shared a ride for a couple days starts to burrow
his way into your heart. He's broke, drives a shitty car and is pretty
much gouging you for cab fare. But, so what. And, in typical bullshit
rom com fashion the scale starts to tip and the old boyfriend in whom
you've invested years and who loves you is starting to be overshadowed
by some dude who could be a serial killer for all you know about him.
But he said something sensitive so he can't be a cold-blooded rapist!
And so the inevitable wraps up with Amy Adams (who reminds me of
a cross between Kristin Wiig and Jenna Fischer) making that same stupid-ass
choice that woman throughout the history of rom coms have made. I
guess that's the romantic side of the romantic comedy. Though this
movie had little comedy and the romance just kind of pissed me off.
So where does that leave me? Am I a hater? Am I unromantic? Or do
I believe in the power of real relationships and not the transient
googly-eyes of the world of these films that are clearly meant to
hearten sad, lonely women into thinking their Prince Charming could
be sitting just two stools down deep in thought about the next romantic
plan in his playbook. [HBO on Demand]
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