The Ugly Truth Movie Review
The Ugly Truth Review
"The Ugly Truth" Overview

Rating: 15
2009
Cast and Crew
Director : Robert LuketicProducer : Kimberly di Bonaventura, Gary Lucchesi, Deborah Jelin Newmyer, Steven Reuther, Tom Rosenberg, Kirsten Smith
Screenwiter : Nicole Eastman, Karen McCullah Lutz, Kirsten Smith
Starring : Katherine Heigl,Gerard Butler,John Michael Higgins,Cheryl Hines,Bree Turner,Eric Winter,Nick Searcy,Jesse D Goins,Bonnie Somerville,Nate Corddry,Kevin Connolly,Craig Ferguson
It may be the nature of romantic comedies to be predictable, but this movie
never departs from the formula at all. And while the cast is watchable, the
film simply has nothing original to say.
Abby (Heigl) is a frazzled breakfast TV producer in Northern California,
annoyed when the brutish Mike (Butler) is hired to present a male perspective
on her show alongside smiling/strained hosts Larry and Georgia (Higgins and
Hines). Mike's theory that men are only interested in looks enrages Abby, who
is trying to woo a handsome, successful guy (Winter). Even though she's a
complete control freak, she agrees to let Mike help her get her man.
Fortunately, the cast is charming and sometimes even funny. Heigl and Butler
could do these roles in their sleep, oozing sass while cutely prickling against
each other. Both of them are endearing, in a simplistic sort of way, throwing
out witty one-liners and indulging in corny banter that implies the chemistry
that is completely absent from the film. Much more fun are Higgins and Hines in
small scene-stealing roles that are full of eye-rolling innuendo.
For a film about a strong woman, Abby is awfully needy and desperate. All she
can think about is finding the perfect man, and we seem to be the only ones who
realise that Mike is the only man the script has in mind for her. Meanwhile,
for all his macho posturing and chauvinist comments, he's actually a sensitive
soul who understands how men and woman connect. In other words, for all of its
bluster, the film isn't remotely as edgy as it pretends to be.
All of the script's male-female sparring uses stereotypes and contrived
situations to push the romance forward, from the Cyrano-like coaching to the
unsophisticated (and unoriginal) vibrator gag. There are no subplots and no
subtext at all. Even the sexuality is simplistic: it's just puritanical
sniggering. And by the time the film finally addresses something resonant,
wondering who could actually love a control freak, the contrived story and
shallow approach leave us cold. But since this is a rom-com with likeable
stars, that doesn't really matter.
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Review by Rich Cline
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