Shopaholic Rebecca Bloomwood (Fisher) looks to settle in at a money magazine as her shopping bills pile up.
After some charmingly weird performances in Wedding Crashers, Definitely, Maybe and Wedding Daze, Isla Fisher secures her first major lead role as cooky Bloomwood, the symbol of shopping, the girl who simply has to have everything that she sees. That cutting edge charm in the star's previous roles is frequently present but with a tried and tested formulaic plot that charm is always hanging in mid air.
This isn't a star driven film, and with an ordinary story and hardly any humour you wonder what the purpose is. It juggles the addiction of shopping and over-dramatic central character too much to balance specifically on either entertainment or drama.
Based on Sophie Kinsella's best selling novels, Confessions is designed to appeal to people who simply were born to shop and enjoy spending money without considering those disastrous consequences. So cue all recent high street sellers names add in awkward spurts of humour and encode a tried and tested narrative and you have your typical story for the current fashion industry. And at a time of a certain credit crunch, what's better to remind yourself of the people who have money to spend? So here you have the potential to convey current political issues and show disastrous ramifications and amazingly, this does not. Rebecca finds a job and soon she is the talk of the town and she is single so a romantic interest is thrown in, as is the challenge of a new job and everything starts to escalate on exactly the same day and she is in trouble etc.
It's hard not to be surprised by how ordinary this film actually is. The trailer says it all. Though the book is based on an English girl's addiction, the film is an American adaptation and you get the feeling if this was a British film there would be more dramatic consequences and a more realistic and surprising turn of the problem rather than this frankly boring take.
My friend who forced me to see this film with him was laughing beside me, at how bad this was. However I found it so bad and such a waste of money, that I couldn't even do that. Confessions of a Shopaholic is your typical story wrapped around touchy subject that is undeveloped, inaccurate and down right poor.
After some charmingly weird performances in Wedding Crashers, Definitely, Maybe and Wedding Daze, Isla Fisher secures her first major lead role as cooky Bloomwood, the symbol of shopping, the girl who simply has to have everything that she sees. That cutting edge charm in the star's previous roles is frequently present but with a tried and tested formulaic plot that charm is always hanging in mid air.
This isn't a star driven film, and with an ordinary story and hardly any humour you wonder what the purpose is. It juggles the addiction of shopping and over-dramatic central character too much to balance specifically on either entertainment or drama.
Based on Sophie Kinsella's best selling novels, Confessions is designed to appeal to people who simply were born to shop and enjoy spending money without considering those disastrous consequences. So cue all recent high street sellers names add in awkward spurts of humour and encode a tried and tested narrative and you have your typical story for the current fashion industry. And at a time of a certain credit crunch, what's better to remind yourself of the people who have money to spend? So here you have the potential to convey current political issues and show disastrous ramifications and amazingly, this does not. Rebecca finds a job and soon she is the talk of the town and she is single so a romantic interest is thrown in, as is the challenge of a new job and everything starts to escalate on exactly the same day and she is in trouble etc.
It's hard not to be surprised by how ordinary this film actually is. The trailer says it all. Though the book is based on an English girl's addiction, the film is an American adaptation and you get the feeling if this was a British film there would be more dramatic consequences and a more realistic and surprising turn of the problem rather than this frankly boring take.
My friend who forced me to see this film with him was laughing beside me, at how bad this was. However I found it so bad and such a waste of money, that I couldn't even do that. Confessions of a Shopaholic is your typical story wrapped around touchy subject that is undeveloped, inaccurate and down right poor.