Seriously, they should have eliminated the first part of the title and just called it "other disasters" I usually enjoy most movies, even the bad ones, but this disaster IS a disaster from start to finish. Brittany Murphy's character starts speaking with a supposed English accent,, then not,,then back again with some words, but not others,, then back again.. what is that supposed to be? It's this weird promotion of the gay lifestyle...nothing more. Seriously,, do you think just because people are gay and your the opposite sex it's okay to walk around in front of them nude all the time? Well, maybe in this film, but last i checked answering the door in your underwear to a relative stranger is frowned upon. Not to mention Brittany walking into the bathroom in front of her roommate and dropping her drawers to sit on the toilet? Come on.! Is this what Hollywood has become? Can you image Lauren Bacall, Elizabeth Taylor, Greta Garbo ,, peeing on screen? Cripes.! What waste of celluloid this thing is. And like I say, usually i like even bad movies, but garbage, I can't tolerate.

Because1. It stars the very pretty Santiago Cabrera (who looks just wrong without a beard and moustache) and the gorgeous and lost-too-soon Brittany Murphy2. It's a story about a gay best friend which won't make you cringe, and actually puts him and his needs and his romance ahead of the female lead's3. Tango!4. Catherine Tate is hilarious, and her double act with Stephanie Beacham is a scream5. It uses modern London as a backdrop very nicely (please to be excusing the blatant b*llsh*t about how Heathrow and registry office marriages work)6. It includes the most accurate description of the stages of a relationship I've ever heard7. It's funny enough to make you pee8. It's just lovely

Emily is an American working in a fashion house in London. Her formal job is in fashion photography, but her hobby seems to be matchmaking.Jacks' friend Peter is looking for a significant other; his tentative screen writing centers around Jacks. So Peter is a lead in the film perhaps as much as Jacks.How many of Jacks' matchmaking schemes will work? Will she find her own good and lasting relationship? Or will she stay stuck in her rat's maze of correctness?Least favourite moment, paraphrased: "I don't want to be one of those characters who gushes out their deepest secrets while the violins play." Then Jacks gushes out her secrets while the violins play.-----Scores------Cinematography: 7/10 Often overexposed, rendering thousands of frames nearly washed out.Sound: 7/10 Okay.Acting: 4/10 The late American actress Brittany Murphy was going through the motions at best, and flying over the top at worst. Matthew Rhys was even worse. The other actors seemed to be in competition for who could be the most wooden, except for Catherine Tate, who was indeed irritating.Screenplay: 4/10 Yikes. There seemed to be no cliché from the fashion industry that could not be exposed and exploited. The central joke of this mess is just not funny. The film's open self-awareness was discouraging.

This film was a mixed success for me. Being a comedy-of-errors kind of film, it surely has to make it new, as so many films came before it;and, yes, it is true, Brittany Murphy, seems somewhat - not quite displaced, not quite doing an effort - but she is not aesthetically ruinous, I mean, the film has pace problems, wants to include too many things, has some true moments of dialogue and nuanced English acting that make it work and truly redeem it, others that seem preheated --but!watch it just for the sake of Dawn French, playing the psychotherapist with such gusto, that even if it's for two minutes, it's a riot!We can comment on the rest of the film, this way, and that way, but just for this, it's a must see.