Lucy Kelson (Sandra Bullock) is a Harvard educated community lawyer who stages protests against neighbourhood redevelopments by big business.When she approaches an aristocrat New York property developer George Wade (Hugh Grant) protesting to him not to tear down a local community centre he ends up hiring her as his attorney. Before long she is promoted to chief counsel but finds that self centred George is incapable of making any decision without Lucy's input, night or day.In a fit of pique Lucy gives her two weeks notice and finds that she needs to hire her own replacement but also realises she has feelings for George.The film has little that is romantic or comedy. I saw little evidence as to why Lucy and Wade would get together. Bullock is reduced to doing pratfalls for laughs because she is to be clumsy and off beat as the reason why she is still single. Grant has to rely on his charm rather than anything relating to a characterisation given to him buy a script.When she Lucy hires a replacement, June Carter you get an inkling she is shallow and self serving almost as she is being set up as a token villain who will get in the way of our couple.Even the ending is flimsy as if the writer needed that he had to somehow contrive our two leads to fall in love.

....this is ghastly. I only watched it with half an eye as I had some work to do and couldn't justify snatching the remote from Mrs Mac.There seems to be many of you out who adore the formulaic rom com, and if that's your poison then I guess you'll like this. But - and this is a big but - this is so tragically weak compared to Four Weddings, Notting Hill, Love Actually and Bridget Jones that you really shouldn't ruin your genre enjoyment by watching this.I'm pretty sure this was thrown together by a middle management executive at whichever studio produced it, where bottom line was the primary reason for commissioning it."Two top stars, keep them as typecast as possible, keep the budget under $100M including the promotion and we'll make $50 Million"A waste of talented actors, a waste of half my eye for 90 minutes and a waste of your time if you ignore this.

Two Weeks Notice (2002)Hugh Grant is funny. Sandra Bullock is funny. "Two Weeks Notice" takes full advantage of both, and for a warm, if someone canned, romantic comedy, it's enjoyable.The premise is two-fold. First is the idea that Bullock makes herself indispensable as an assistant to an unbelievably demanding boss (an precursor of the more recent "The Devil Wears Prada" though in this case Grant is also a bit incompetent). Then she has to give notice she is quitting. This makes Grant desperate, which is always fun to watch.The other premise is the feel-good part where a community center with history needs to be saved, somehow (an echo, perhaps, of "You've Got Mail"). Bullock is a do-gooder and a smart one, and she finds working with Grant has threatened her idealism. In fact, this is the deeper part of the movie, if still treated with typical easy going slightness. I mean, this is no serious commentary for sure, any more than "My Man Godfrey" will really change our views about unemployment in the depression. But it helps to have a cause to root for.Most of all I came to love Bullock for her natural on-screen personality. She's so likable in her own offbeat way you come to support her view of the world automatically. And in this case that's a good thing, even if you also understand how Grant's character is both a jerk and a lovable misguided rich man. Grant of course is his own kind of natural, and the two are rather good on screen. They might not have chemistry, the way you'd want the screen to steam up, but they have energy or synergy together, more like the other Grant (Cary) and some of his counterparts did in the old days.I'm tilting this review toward a feeling that this is a screwball comedy as in the the late 30s and early 40s, and in a way it is, though not nutty enough perhaps to really qualify. It does have the standard romantic comedy problem of two leads who would be great together if only a million things weren't standing in the way.This movie gets weak reviews overall, but I liked it, and don't hesitate to recommend it as a thin but enjoyable comedy.

Really, Alicia was the star of the movie as she brings wit and energy to a rather lethargic movie.Honestly, if it's a comedy, it's not funny. The bloopers make me laugh more.If it's a romance, it's dull: the relationship between Sandra and Grant isn't convincing and not built. They compress nearly a year of relationship into one hour and the selection of scenes isn't very revealing.Worst, the movie is plagued by the Hollywood rule for romance involving big stars: the lovers are always from high society, live a plush and wealthy life thus the audience can't never relate to them. I got always the feeling that instead of talking about or inspiring our lives, they prefer talking about the lives of their too much-paid cast. In other words, when those overpaid movies stars ask millions to play their own easy lives on screen, they are despicable and their movies are crap. This one is a fine example of that discrepancy.