Seriously. I think directors work with so many altered stars nowadays they take immobile foreheads for granted. It's why the movie feels so fake; that, and a serious lack of acting skills. Nia's immobile forehead and huge eyes and Stepfordesque, unending warm smile made her look like she was on Xanax. John Corbett's forehead was almost as flat. Creepy. And yet the director was intently focusing on their faces for a large percentage of this film. The writing actually was standard rom-com fare; tolerable, but only Jay O. Sanders as the floral delivery man showed his acting chops and came off as a real person. Yet even he was forced to participate in an eye-roll inducing, 'goofy' 'romantic' ending that you would expect from this script. Every single other performance was wooden. The major disappointment was that this film was chock full of actual funny comedians being used for straight roles. Did not work. I had to write this review because I just got HBO and I'm the type of person who will watch a bad movie all the way through. I think it might be a disorder of some type.
Anyhoo, that movie was so bad and I was so angry with myself for watching all of it, that I wanted some payback in the form of a silly negative review. That and I want to spare others the pain and anger that I felt when the credits started rolling. Lastly, if you're going to write a clichéd story of a woman who hides her abandonment issues behind layers of quirky eccentricity, try to hire a really good writer who can convincingly work a cliché into a story so that it's not so bloody obvious.
Anyhoo, that movie was so bad and I was so angry with myself for watching all of it, that I wanted some payback in the form of a silly negative review. That and I want to spare others the pain and anger that I felt when the credits started rolling. Lastly, if you're going to write a clichéd story of a woman who hides her abandonment issues behind layers of quirky eccentricity, try to hire a really good writer who can convincingly work a cliché into a story so that it's not so bloody obvious.