As I left the theater after seeing this movie I noticed the ground was littered with the sad shards of self-respect of the boyfriends/husbands who had let themselves be talked into seeing this waste of time. Sadly, my own was amongst them.
There are so many things wrong with this movie that I can only bring myself to point out one of them. So here it is.
WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH HUGH GRANT!
I mean, did he read the script and then think to himself, 'I say! Here's a role where I'm treated like trash thoughtout the entire movie by a movie star bimbo who appears to be made entirely out of silicon. Jolly good! I'll take it!'
The size of this characters ego might best be measured in mirco-millimeters. I've heard of self-effacing, but this is just pathetic. Someone should take this guy on one of those drum beating, chest thumping retreats for men and use his head for a drum!
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