Sunday, January 10, 2010


Review: Leap Year
1 star (out of 5)
By R. Kurt Osenlund

“Icky” is one word to describe the way I felt after watching “Leap Year.” “Insulted” is another. It wouldn't be January without at least one crap-heap comedy hitting multiplex screens, and you can bet this grimly unimaginative and unfunny Amy Adams-goes-to-Ireland dud is that comedy for 2010. Worse than it looks and as disposable as Kleenex, it's a movie so dimwitted, so unsophisticated, it doesn't even have the good sense to go easy with its few moderately effective running jokes, which it clearly and tragically believes are downright brilliant. It's a movie you've seen so many times before, each time slightly more fresh and, odds are, slightly more special. If there's anything audacious about it, it's that director Anand Tucker, screenwriters Deborah Kaplan and Harry Elfont, and the folks at Universal Pictures think they have any right to make a film like this in this day and age. I'm sure they'd all argue they've created something classic and old-fashioned, but “Leap Year” is in fact something fiercely clichéd and old hat.

No blarney stone is left unturned as we watch posh Bostonian and professional home-stager Anna (Adams) embark on what must be the most boring and by-the-numbers trip through Ireland in the history of cinema. Anna's off to find her beau, Jeremy (Adam Scott), a cardiologist who's in Dublin on business and to whom she plans to propose.


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