When I first saw the trailer for this movie, I thought, “Oh, this looks stupid, but I like Isla Fisher,” but then it occurred to me that I actually like Amy Adams, and I don’t really have an opinion on Isla Fisher at all. So that leaves my opinion of this trailer as, “Oh, this looks stupid.”
I actually read Confessions of a Shopaholic years ago and while I don’t remember the details of the plot, I do remember being frustrated while reading because all of the heroine’s problems would be solved if she would JUST STOP BUYING THINGS. I am no financial whiz, but even I can figure that out. Rebecca, stay home. Bake cookies. Watch a TLC What Not to Wear marathon. Just STOP SHOPPING.
In these trying economic times, I think that a story about an idiot who keeps purchasing designer clothes and bags and whatnot when she has no way of paying for them is even more infuriating than it would be otherwise. Can audiences really relate to the idea of dropping thousands of dollars on luxury items when they are struggling just to make rent? The entire trailer makes the movie look like a mishmash of discarded jokes from Bridget Jones’ Diary and Sex and the City with additional shrieking and squawking. But I don’t think Carrie Bradshaw would be caught dead in Rebecca Bloomwood’s wardrobe and Carrie wore a weird blue feather in her hair on her wedding day.
This movie appears to fall into the category of “There would be no plot if the main character showed a modicum of common sense,” which makes it skippable. However, just to prove I am not a total romantic comedy curmudgeon, I actually think the trailer for He’s Just Not That Into You looks sort of - dare I say it ?- cute.
