I rather sheepishly admit to quite liking My Best Friends Wedding. Forced to list my top 10 romantic comedies it would definitely be up there. After the success of the Australian Muriel’s Wedding which launched Toni Collette’s career, director P J Hogan (no, not Crocodile Dundee) was picked by Julia Roberts to direct and he didn’t disappoint.
He then went on to direct a straight to DVD turd with Kathy Bates, a well-reviewed but commercial failure Peter Pan (really,another one!?) and a pilot for a TV show that never saw the light of day.
If anything he needed to strike gold again or risk fading into oblivion as the one hit wonder who everyone confused with a beer swilling, crocodile hunting Aussie with the same name...
Then WHY AN EARTH DID HE CHOOSE CONFESSIONS OF A SHOPAHOLIC!?
Or more saliently – WHY DID I WATCH CONFESSIONS OF A SHOPAHOLIC!?
If you’re like me then you can’t stand when people use capitals to excentuate a point – but, honestly, when a movie blows this hard there’s no other way.
Isla Fisher is perhaps the movies only saving grace. No, strike ‘saving’ – there’s no saving to be done here. But she does provide something nice to look at and her bubbly, infectious style is underpinned by moments, RARE moments, when the movie attempts to dip into something other than the champagne froth of colour, pop music and ashamedly weak story-telling.
I could go into the story – but honestly, do you want to know? Fisher’s character is a shopoholic. No, really? She's slowly destroying her life by alienating her friends and piling on the debt. She wants to work in the city’s big fashion magazine but settles for a temp job in one of the parent company’s small finance journals as a means to an end. There she meets Luke Brandon, the finance journals editor, an up and coming ideas man with morals whose... You know, it’s like the producers had a list of all the ‘romcom’ A-listers, realised they couldn’t get any, then picked this guy who was a small post-it note on the back of the clipboard that held the A-list. I’ve seen him before but can’t place him which goes to show just how forgettable he is.
Anyway, girl meets boy - for some reason her experiences as a shopoholic means that she’s able to write finance advice that every Joe Blow can understand and becomes an instant celebrity....? Whatever. She goes through a few ups and downs as she learns the error of her ways blah, blah, blah (cut out uninteresting template for every crap romcom make in the last 10 years).
If it sounds interesting – believe me, it’s not. Don’t bother.
(1 star)
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