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No, because to make that distinction, you'd be (wrongfully) suggesting that everyone and everything in Morning Glory isn't complete bullshit - a fantasyland girl-tackles-corporate America romantic comedy that's about as sweet and sugary as its fictional morning talk show "Daybreak".
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It's one of those films that less advocate and stingy film-goers will really dig because it's full of good-looking people and safe, on-the-rails character arcs that safely land home in the end, but anybody looking for some whole-grain fiber will be laughed at, derided and then handed a plate of donuts with extra glaze.
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Rachel McAdams certainly cements her status as an adorable leading lady, but this is an empty, one-note performance of high-intensity workaholic peppiness that becomes grating after, well, the opening scene.
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And Michell, the director without a clue, never reels in the bat-shit insanity of the performances or the one-way convenience of Aline Brosh McKenna's tasteless script, which is essentially just a blatant rehash of her past work. (Hey, lets replace Meryl Streep with Harrison Ford and set it in the anything-goes hilarity of the network TV world!)
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And that's the basic flow of this thing - tireless, energetic, rookie television producer (McAdams) trying to crack the egg that is the stuffy old journalist-turned-drunkard (Ford) all the while falling in love for the hunky co-worker (Patrick Wilson). Morning talk-shows have never been depicted so passionately - or so squeamishly. [C-]
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ReplyDeleteI'm screening this on Monday but I'm not expecting it to be much more than some feel-good lighthearted crowd-pleaser. It seems like you were expecting a lot more than it being some fluffy and commercially appealing movie.