Morning Glory

Rachel McAdams at 33 years old and ranked number 27 of the scale of top actors is plenty of reason enough to admire her acting skill, charm and expertise within the film business. I fell in love with her after watching ‘The Notebook’ and since then I’ve followed her career fervently and with ease, as she tends to be in the block-buster annual hits. Viewing however, her most recent films like, ‘Midnight in Paris’ by Woody Allen and the first installment of ‘Sherlock Holmes’ I’ve been recognizing that her characters seem to stay the same; with absurd, frantic, and babble-like energy! Don’t get me wrong perhaps this is what her character calls for, however after watching 2010’s ‘Morning Glory’, I’ve had it up to here with her animated-cutesy oomph. J

Written by Aline Brosh McKenna and directed by Roger Michell, this film’s saving grace were certainly it’s list of big names like Harrison Ford, Diane Keaton, Jeff Goldblum and the ever-delicious star from ‘Little Children’ Virginia-born Patrick Wilson. Although there were smooth transitions and a decent story-line I grew tired of Becky Fuller’s (McAdams) constant cheer-leader act as even though it’s wonderful to keep positive and hopeful, she came across the majority of the times over-the-top. The music in the film was the worst I’ve heard in a while for a feature film; let alone a modern one; as it was filled with not very catchy melodies except for ‘Strip Me’ by Natasha Bedingfield, which was the most relatable.

The film drags on quite predictably, with McAdams pleading and running around frazzled and falling asleep behind her computer, yet she still manages to snag the ‘hottest’ guy in the building and bring television ratings up, thanks to her excellent balance of two handbags, teary-anime-eyes and racing in heels behind her boss (Goldblum). There was a spot of hope during the middle of the film, when they tortured fellow weather-news anchor Steve Park by making him do illogical things to bring up their ratings like, riding roller-coasters, getting tattoos on his arse, and jumping out of planes. Each time his expression was comically timeless! J

I still think highly of Rachel McAdams, but I find her choice of films lately to be un-flattering of her true range of proficiency and I can only hope she doesn’t keep hitting one note on the piano as some actress’ do for the rest of their careers. This film doesn’t go down in my list of must-see movies, but instead is proof of massive magnitude that films like these, are still made and funded even if they don’t contribute positively to society at all.