Thursday, 19 November 2009

Two Weeks Notice

Lowdown: Bullock meets Grant.
You know what to expect when you go to watch a Sandra Bullock film: you’d be watching a variation of the predictable romantic comedy starring an erratic and confused yet charming woman (e.g., The Lake House). The same applies for Hugh Grant: you’d be watching a variation of the romantic comedy starring a confused yet charming Englishman (e.g., Music and Lyrics). So when 2002’s Two Weeks Notice is on the agenda, a film starring both Bullock and Grant, you can predict what it is you’re going to watch to the point. And indeed, Two Weeks Notice provides absolutely no surprises there.
The plot is a bit on the redundant side, mostly because it’s rather stupid. Bullock is luckless in love but an idealistic hotshot lawyer fighting for the good of society, mostly her childhood community of New York’s Coney Island (and let me tell you, Bullock’s Coney Island is much more optimistic a place than He Got Game’s). In typical American movies' over simplistic fashion, Bullock identifies the source of the community’s problems to be a certain company headed by the rather charming Grant, who doesn’t seem to be half the monster a corporate headmaster like him should be (the film comfortably bestows that honor on his brother, who does the monstrosities behind the scenes). So when Bullock approaches Grant with her demands, he makes her an offer she does not refuse: she’ll become his lawyer, and in return he’ll accept her community related demands.
And thus starts the romance, only that in typical fashion our heroes don’t know they’re romancing up until the movie’s about to end. Till then, Bullock is driven crazy by a childish Grant and hands him her two weeks’ resignation notice. Grant, on his part, doesn’t accept it and makes sure no one will hire Bullock. Will she make her way back to Grant? Will Coney Island’s community ever be the same again?
Don’t worry, the tension won’t kill you. Two Weeks Notice is as predictable as a film can be, but I argue that this is where it draws its power from: Two Weeks Notice ips a turn your brain off, sit and relax film as the hectic heroes perform a tragedy derived Greek Tragedy like show in front of you. Given these circumstances, does Two Weeks Notice Work? Well, it works as a mind number, but it doesn’t really work as a film. It’s too ridiculous and relies too much on the stereotypical behavior of its stars to work.
Ultimately, Two Weeks Notice can be regarded as a mere tool for Bullock and Grant to perform their antics. Nothing less, but certainly nothing more.
Typical Bullock scene: A confused woman waving her hands and uttering unintelligible nonsense.
Typical Grant scene: Grant interviews a fat would be lawyer and wishes her all the best with her non existent baby. Typical, silly, yet as someone who has made the same mistake in the past I could identify with it.
Overall: A film best described as “mah”. 2 out of 5 stars.

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