Here’s a fucking newsflash from the 20th century: A woman can propose marriage to a man whenever the hell she wants, and not just on a day that comes around only once every four years.
“I’m not gonna die without getting engaged”? What the fuck kind of retro shit is this? Why, Amy Adams? Why? Dammit, this infuriates me… and also makes me think of how, 30 years ago, Airplane! was making fun of this disgusting attitude with that “At least I have a husband” line. Now it comes around again as a joke on the idiot protagonist, and on the audience, too.
How the hell do these movies get past the point at which someone guffaws at the script, tosses it back at the screenwriters, and boots them out of Hollywood, inviting them never to return? How does it instead happen that those same screenwriters get paid at least the WGA contractual minimum for a theatrical script [warning: PDF], which was, when this script was likely to have been contracted, $58,477? That’s the minimum. Deborah Kaplan and Harry Elfont likely got paid a lot more for this script, since they already have several features until their belts, including the appalling Surviving Christmas and the worse Made of Honor. And it doesn’t even matter that it looks as if they merely scratched out “Scotland,” wrote in “Ireland,” and merely resubmitted that Made of Honor script. In Hollywood these days, that’s reason to pay a writer a bonus, not cause to say, “What the hell kind of crap are you trying to pull here?”
Also: Ireland does not consist entirely of cartoons from a Lucky Charms cereal box.
Holy hell, but this trailer makes me want to scream.
Leap Year is opens in the U.S. on January 8, 2010, and in the U.K. on February 26, 2010.