Misogynistic candyfloss

Rating: Null/10 (22 December 2001)

What a wretched film this is - I'm not sure if the book is as bad, or whether it took special effort to make such a shallow, lazy piece of fluff with such obvious contempt for the audience of 'middle youth' females whose buttons it thinks it can push.
What's depressing from the film's commercial success in the UK is that it obviously DOES push the right buttons. The whole concept of the movie is to get clearance on the most cliched 'classic' love and disco tracks ("that'll get the girls laughing/swooning/crying!", you can hear the makers tittering smugly to each other), and then use the film as an extended music video with Renee pouting vacuously and pratfalling about over Hugh Grant and Colin Firth. WHY do women tolerate being so condescended to?