When Emma advises one of her listeners to break up with her boyfriend, the jilted ex sets about getting his revenge. However, he may find that the trick is on him, for he soon begins to fall in love with his uptight adversary.
Sadly, as Thurman dithers between her two suitors - one a fiery free spirit, the other as wet as an otter's pocket - her decisions become ever more baffling. Even her sparky performance fails to fire the rather soggy finale.
This week we learned that 99% of Sun readers want a return to capital punishment. I learned that 100% of me wants it for 100% of people involved in this romcom.
Words almost fail me after watching this terrible romantic comedy from Griffin Dunne which is perilously described as a "sort of Carole Lombard screwball comedy". Would that it were.
The Sun (UK)
February 29, 2008
This ludicrous effort is more catastrophe than accident.
The film is hinged on unapologetic formula, looking to enchant the viewer through the act of repetition, but the writing isn't smart enough to wipe the dust off the plot.
mono pragma poy se boithaei na pernas tin ora soy, to na metras poses gkrimatses prolabainei na kanei o anyparktos Colin Firth, hlapakiazontas kanapedakia
A plot of insufferable silliness contrives to keep the lovers on tenterhooks and the audience in a permanent cringe, none of it helped by Thurman's thoroughly phony performance.
There's little fun in being asked to identify with yet another female character who spends her running time being shamed like a dog who soiled the rug.
