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Sunday, May 02, 2004

"What A Girl Wants"

I just finished watching "What A Girl Wants", because Miss Doxie forced me to. Or, OK, she reviewed the movie, in a hilarious weblog sort of way, and that made me need to watch it. Same thing. She's the one that calls it cinematic crack or something to that effect. (by the way, if you want a review, read hers, at the link above. In fact, just skip the rest of this entry and read her journal archives instead. I am in awe of her and so totally not worthy to even link my paltry excuse for a diary to her page. Dave Barry would totally be her humor acolyte if he knew her, following her around kissing the hem of her garment. She is that funny.)

Anyway, I digress. There were a few redeeming aspects of this movie, in my opinion:

1. Watching Anna Chancellor, playing a haughty, snobby, class-conscious vixen, fail to catch Colin Firth, playing a wealthy and eligible society man. And yet it's not "Pride and Prejudice." Actually, that was maybe kind of creepy.
2. Seeing Kelly Preston, who played the valley girl with the photographic memory in "Space Camp", play a middle-aged mother. Wait, that was kind of creepy too.
3. Watching the grandmother blow stuff up while shooting skeet. I actually laughed. Whereas the sounds I made during the rest of the movie were much closer to gagging.

Other than that? Well, it's not exactly SO much that the movie sucked, per se. It's just that I'm, oh, say, seventeen years out of its target audience. So if you're twelve, rent it today! Otherwise, just read Miss Doxie's entry about it; it's far more enjoyable.

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