And on the subject of love letters to oneself: watching the opening few minutes
of Roger Mitchell's Notting Hill is like reading somebody's
megalomaniacal diary entries. It's a montage of magazine covers glorifying
superstar Anna Scott (Julia Roberts), who, like the woman who portrays her, is
the highest-paid and most-hyped actress in movies. She'd be insufferable if
bumbling bookstore owner (what's with bookstore owners in romantic comedies
these days -- is this Hollywood's notion of an exotic location?) William
Thacker (Hugh Grant at his pasty, twitchy best) didn't have a crush on her,
which he nobly suppresses when she wanders into his establishment in the flaky
West London neighborhood of Notting Hill. Another dubious accidental encounter
lands her in his squalid apartment, and despite the hackneyed premise and
threadbare plotting, this confection captures some of the thrill of impossible
love realized and the rarefied realms of fame brought to earth. Grant and
Roberts have little chemistry, but they do banter well. And she brings a
sinister edge to the sexually aggressive if confused Anna, whose whims cause
the passive William to wilt. Such role reversal can't endure, but until
Notting Hill ends curled up on the park bench of comfy conventions, it
sticks closer to the eccentric environs of its title than to the inflated ego
of its star.
--Peter Keough
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