Bet you never expected a review from me on something called “ISN’T IT ROMANTIC”
And frankly, neither did I.
Then curiosity got the best of me: Could plus size Rebel Wilson carry a movie pretty much by herself?
Let’s face it, she’s done well in the “PITCH PERFECT’ series in which she excelled—but not necessarily in the starring role.
So this being American love/lust week (a.k.a. Valentine’s Day) I ventured into the unknown by venturing up to the ‘Romantic’ screening.
First off, this movie is strictly geared to the female market. Yet guys who get dragged to it, will be surprisingly(somewhat) entertained as well.
And the good news is that it all gets over with in a fast 88 minutes.
What we’ve got here is a cliche-ridden, accidental rom-com fantasy that kicks right in with Roy Orbison’s ‘Pretty Woman’ song under the opening credits leading into ever so classic scenes of Julia Roberts doing her thing in the movie by the same name.
It’s now the life of Natalie (Rebel Wilson), a cold-hearted architect with zero love interests.
What’s worse she HATES romantic comedies and is quite vocal about it.
And then it happens…..
Natalie is mugged in a subway station ending up in the emergency room with a fair-sized bump on her head,
What comes next is pretty predictable, as she wakes up trapped in a romantic comedy.
Imagine THAT!
And as if her new life now isn’t turned around enough, she’s being idolized by unlikely male hunk Liam Hemsworth.
It all makes for a life-changing soul encounter—or does it?
Question is, whether she will ever experience REAL life again or continue to be stuck in this weird fairytale with a finale straight out of The Graduate?
How did I take it?
To be perfectly honest, I felt as if I was stuck somewhere between a Hallmark card and the Lifetime channel.
Yet in all fairness, I also found myself chuckling occasionally.
My overall take: It all somehow felt like an extended SNL skit. Then again, this movie certainly wasn’t made for me!
It should please its target audience. And you know who you are…..
“ISN’T IT ROMANTIC” grades out a: B-
My formula with hot chicks is –
Pussy times pulchritude, divided by proximity = inverse, exponential price/danger/reward divided by cash.
I can expound on that if necessary, but we are all safe, IMO, from Rebel Wilson.
I am guessing popcorn/candy sales at the counter are a land office business for this flick.
Now, now, Chuck…