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'Laws of Attraction' is way too sweet and way too predictable
By Carol Cling
Through the courtesy of Las Vegas Review-Journal, the following is a complete post from "This Week's NEON" of the newspaper. It is appeared today on its reviewjournal.com:
Friday, April 30, 2004
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MOVIE REVIEW: Sugar Shock
'Laws of Attraction' is way too sweet and way too predictable
By CAROL CLING
REVIEW-JOURNAL
Rival divorce attorneys Audrey Woods (Julianne Moore) and Daniel Rafferty (Pierce Brosnan) square off in 'Laws of Attraction."
When you're in a bubbly mood, there's nothing worse than flat champagne. (Or stale ginger ale, for that matter.)
Yet that's the overall impact -- or, more precisely, lack of impact -- "Laws of Attraction" makes.
It works hard to whip up a frothy, opposites-attract romance between two battling divorce lawyers we know are fated to be mated.
Not because there's any inherent chemistry or attraction between them, but that's what the script says, so that's what the movie does.
And is it ever frustrating to watch.
It's painful to see dramatic powerhouse Julianne Moore, one of the best actresses around (catch "Far From Heaven" or "The Hours" for proof), struggle to create something, anything, out of nothing.
It's even more painful to witness Moore fidget and fuss trying to drum up some comic chemistry with leading man Pierce Brosnan, who may be a dramatic lightweight but seems far more at home in the movie's fairy tale world.
Ms. Moore, we have two words for you: lighten up.
Unfortunately, director Peter Howitt ("Johnny English," "Sliding Doors") stole those two words for himself. Even more unfortunately, he seems to confuse lightness with lack of substance.
But it's not all his fault. After all, if it ain't on the page, it definitely ain't on the soundstage. And "Laws of Attraction" definitely ain't on the page.
The screenplay by Aline Brosh McKenna ("Three to Tango") and "Steel Magnolias" playwright Robert Harling ("Soapdish," "The First Wives Club") quickly sets up its predictable premise: the ongoing war of words between uptight, upstanding Audrey Woods (Moore) and raffish Daniel Rafferty (Brosnan), who's never met a dirty trick he didn't like, in or out of the courtroom.
Quicker than you can say "Objection, your honor," Daniel's pursuing Audrey from bar to barroom, with Audrey protesting (a bit too loudly) all the way. And then a few drinks with, and a few winks from, Daniel warm her up -- until she sobers up, that is.
Their professional approach-avoidance tango reaches a climax when they find themselves on opposite sides of a tabloid-worthy divorce case pitting brainless rock star Thorne Jamison ("Underworld's" suitably screaming Michael Sheen) against his fashion designer wife Serena ("A Mighty Wind's" Parker Posey, more pouty than perky this time out).
The couple's legal wrangling centers on who gets custody of their ancient Irish castle where -- you guessed it -- Daniel and Audrey travel to interview the castle staff. Separately, of course, until each discovers that the magic of Ireland (not to mention the magic of Irish whiskey) can turn romantic fancies into realities.
Reluctant romance, of course, has been a comedic staple for centuries. And if you need a reminder of how effective -- and how effervescent -- it can be, may I refer you to the works of William Shakespeare? Or, perhaps, Woody Allen?
If only screenwriters McKenna and Harling had bothered to steal from the best all the way through. Instead, they start off with a classic (Ruth Gordon and Garson Kanin's 1949 script for "Adam's Rib," which starred Spencer Tracy and Katharine Hepburn as squabbling attorney spouses) and go downhill from there, borrowing bits and pieces from so many movies that "Laws of Attraction" tastes like overcooked leftovers from multiple meals.
Indeed, they're so busy tossing tidbits into the plot pot they forget to add the most crucial ingredient: motivation, which might explain why the central characters do the myriad lunatic things they do. Yes, to paraphrase the great Martha and the Vandellas, love makes you do foolish things. But there's a difference between depicting foolish things and explaining them -- a difference "Laws of Attraction" clearly doesn't understand.
Director Howitt tries to distract us with some tired slapstick, but the frenetic pacing only serves to highlight the movie's curiously choppy quality.
And so does the Cuisinart-style editing. Somewhere, lying on the cutting-room floor, there may be scenes that explain why the movie's characters do the things they do and feel the way they feel. But you'd never know it from watching "Laws of Attraction."
Most of the fun the movie generates -- and we use the term "fun" loosely -- comes from its supporting characters, who don't have to do any heavy lifting to keep the story's gears grinding.
That enables Frances Fisher to score some genuine zingers as Audrey's mother, a serial divorcee as flighty as Audrey is focused. "Saturday Night Live" veteran Nora Dunn also has some fun with her role as a stern Judge Judy stand-in.
Both Moore and Brosnan prove effortlessly easy on the eyes, of course. But neither turns out to be easy on the brain -- or, even more crucially, the heart.
All too often, their relationship resembles the gooey, chewy Sno Balls for which they share an inexplicable predilection. (Maybe Brosnan got addicted to them while filming "The Mirror Has Two Faces" with Barbra Streisand, whose character ingested mass quantities of them.)
In short, it's puffy, tooth-numbingly sweet -- and full of empty calories.
Just like "Laws of Attraction" itself.
*****This Week's NEON
REVIEW
movie: "Laws of Attraction"
running time: 90 minutes
rating: PG-13; sexual situations, profanity
verdict: C
now playing: Cinedome, Colonnade, Neonopolis, Orleans, Rainbow, Rancho, Sam's Town, Showcase, Sunset, Texas, Village Square
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References
*1. Cling, Carol. '"Laws of Attraction" is way too sweet and way too predictable,' "Las Vegas Review-Journal," (May 4, 2004), Las Vega, Nevada: reviewjournal.com.
*2. Ibid.
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