
Universal Studios - Universal Studios
Release date: 1999-11-09
DVD
Director:Roger Michell
Actors: Hugh Grant, Julia Roberts, Richard McCabe, Rhys Ifans, James Dreyfus
Adult Language, Adult Situations, Color, Comedies, Comedy, Culture Clash, Drama, English, Feature, Feature Film-comedy, High Production Values, Literate, Movie, Opposites Attract, Romance, Romantic Comedy, Sexual Situations, Showbiz Comedy, Stylish, Talky




I have no problem with light "date" movies. But there has to be some sort of plot and the characters have to be somewhat developed. In Notting Hill, you have an underwritten screenplay and two underdeveloped characters cruising on autopilot. The actress character is totally unbelievable--she's hollow (I don't mean shallow...I mean they didn't bother to write a character and relied too much on Julia Roberts' 24-carat teeth) and boring--what exactly has made the world fall in love with her? She's dull as a mole on a vole, and she basically plays a blander, more dumbed-down version of Julia Roberts, if that's possible. Same with Hugh "I'm Too Cutsie For My Shirt" Grant--sorry, he just can't pull off an ordinary guy who runs a shop any more than Cary Grant could. Now, if they'd cast it with an unknown here it might have been more interesting. As it is, this couple is just too picture-perfect for reality.
The story here is certainly possible, but the execution is ludicrous. When it's convenient for the plot Julia is hounded by the paparazzi. When it's convenient for the plot she can slip into a restaurant with her new beau and no one in the place notices her. Sometimes she can walk down the street undisguised and sometimes she can't, depending on what works for the story at that moment. Consistency isn't a concern here.
The supporting cast is mostly wasted. We have the obligatory and cliched flatmate who's an embarrassment and provides moments of grossout-ness, yet he's never developed and could have been cut from the story completely for all he does. Other miscellaneous characters fade in and out--a very vaguely-developed restaurateur who ends up closing down his business comes to mind. The only really intriguing people are a couple in the form of a wife in a wheelchair and a husband coping with what may be an empty midlife. They have a certain Bergmanesque quality (Scenes From A Marriage?) and seem to inhabit a different movie--a deeper, richer one; if only they were more central this could have been an interesting story. They are part of one of the two best scenes--that where Julia comes to the dinner party and meets "ordinary folks." For a while I thought the film would now take off, but afterwards it falls back into warmed-over formula. (The other fun scene was where Hugh unwittingly attends a press conference at Julia's hotel suite, and winds up "interviewing" not just her, but the co-stars of her latest flick as well. "So I guess this is your first film," he says to an eight-year-old actress. "Actually," she replies with a casualness beyond her years, "It's my twenty-third.")
Despite such isolated witty moments, much of the dialogue could be used at poison control centers to induce vomiting. "I'm just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking to be loved," says the Pretty Woman with her goo-goo eyes. If there is a hell for screenwriters, I wonder if they have to sit through that line looped for eternity; such a prospect makes the horrors in a Hieronymus Bosch painting seem pleasant by comparison. I know we expect a sappy ending, but famous actresses have a lot more self-possession than this slop. The climax, by the way, somewhat rips off a far far better film about differences in caste and circumstance--1953's Roman Holiday, with Audrey Hepburn and Gregory Peck.
The worst thing about the film is the choice of music, however. Like all of today's date films, we must have a wall-to-wall soundtrack of pop hits. Only these are about as subtle as bulldozers as they talk us through the story. I guess no one trusts the audience even a little bit these days. I'm surprised they didn't have captions flash up that read "CRY NOW" and "LAUGH NOW."
Nottin' Hill was so lame I didn't watch any of the supplements. I can't imagine what commentary the director could yap about. This isn't Billy Wilder, after all. --Now *there's* a guy who made smart comedies...
I'm opting to join the rank of the two star-ers (new word). I can't go down to one because technically (as in the use of technology) the movie is sound. Pity they didn't add some acting. Basic boy meets girl, loses girl, regains, loses, regains, loses - I lost track. I think so did Grant and Roberts. Underlying the relationship is... Nothing. There is no reason for this couple to do anything together, no case is made other than undying (but missing from evidence) passion. Get it from Netflix if you must watch it.
At first glance Julia Roberts and Hugh Grant do not seem like a romance made in heaven. However, this movie is wonderful and they do have that romantic energy on screen.
Hugh's characters family is hysterical and a big part of this story line. If you haven't seen this movie it is a must~ It will leave you feeling good inside.
Merna
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