Romantic comedies are the hardest genre to do well, among the easiest to do adequately: to be a hit, all you need are stars, a bright concept, and one or two good moments. The recent success of Failure to Launch proved that you don’t even need the moments.
This one has a star, Lindsay Lohan, a lame idea and no moments: Lindsay is a girl blessed with luck who then loses it to a dorky guy. Lohan-star is (or rather was) one of the brightest young Hollywood stars, a talented actor with a genuine girl-next-door attractiveness. She’s off form in this film, not really seeming to care – after this and Herbie and Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen, I’m beginning to think Mean Girls and Freaky Friday were flukes. Her position in the Hollywood hierarchy is being over taken by Anne Hathaway, who isn’t as likeable but seems to have a brain.
This is a lazy movie, with lazy ideas (she works in PR! He manages a band!), lazy setting (New York!), lazy casting, lazy writing, lazy everything (best friends, bright colours, a band).
The one note that is interesting (apart from deciding whether you can tell Lohan-star was out of it on the film) is the character of the young girl, played by an actor with this deep voice.
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