The search for a halfway bearable romcom goes on - and on and on. In this one, ripped off from The Devil Wears Prada and Green Card in an approximate ratio of 1:4, Sandra Bullock is teamed up with Ryan Reynolds, and each star's face has a waxy immobility that has nothing to do with Botox; the pure awfulness of the script has paralysed their facial muscles.
Bullock is Margaret, a high-flying publishing executive and a complete by-otch, who makes life hell for her male assistant Andrew, played by younger hottie Reynolds. When she is threatened with deportation to her native Canada, Margaret bullies Andrew into a marriage of convenience, and Andrew responds by insisting she come to meet his folks in Alaska. And when they're thrown together, under the wholesome influence of hometown values ... well ... guess what?
Unfortunately, their initial sparky detestation isn't convincing, and neither is their later thawing and romance. In each scene, it looks as if they have never met before. And Margaret isn't permitted to be a convincing cow, because that would make her unsympathetic, and Andrew can't be a total wimp, because that would be unsexy, so the fundamental comic premises of the film are fudged. There are bizarre scenes involving a gay Cuban stripper and a Native American dance in the forest which have been inserted, possibly after test screenings, to pep up the fun factor - without success. My own "proposal" to everyone involved is unprintable.