Piper Perabo was the young actress you couldn't wait to see on screen in this movie. Ashton Kutcher was great too. Steve Martin was ok, and overall the movie was another cheap Disney-type knockoff. Funny in parts, but overall very forgettable. One-dimensional characters; a story with lots of holes. Ebert and Roeper gave it two thumbs up, which shows you what a thumb's up from those guys means these days. Poor Siskel.
PS: 9-year-old's love this movie. But they love everything except Civil War documentaries on the History
channel..
Versus "Cold Mountain"
Haven't seen Cold Mountain yet, but
already I can tell you I love this movie. Why? Because Liz Smith, syndicated
gossip columnist, went to see the premier the other night in NY, and the people
at the door didn't know who she was. She had to -- wait in line like all of us
other schmucks. And she was indeed so pissed off about this that she devoted
the first paragraph of her column the other day to it.
Then she goes out of her way to rip the movie, which shows you how huge her ego
must be.
If I had to choose between (or amongst) being on a desert island with Liz Smith, Cindy Adams, Phil Mushnick, or Peter Vecsey -- the four columnists I love to hate in the NY Post, I'd choose -- Peter Vecsey, because at least we could talk basketball.
Hold on, nix that. If I had to spend 4 years on a deserted island with someone, I wouldn't choose a guy. I'd choose... Cindy Adams. Even though she's banal and egotistical, she has a bit of an inadvertant sense of humor sometimes. I love when she starts talking politics in her column, letting us in on the "inside dirt" of what's really going on in the world, stuff someone whispered to her at some Washington DC party. As if someone with authority would let Cindy Adams in on the secrets of the free or unfree world. People must love to yank her chain. She ends her column with "only in NY, kids, only in NY". I want to smack her in the head when I read that. As a NY-born person.
