Two Weeks Notice
★★★
This review may contain spoilers.
Two Weeks Notice would be completely unforgettable if it wasn't for the performances between Hugh Grant and Sandra Bullock. I've been watching a lot of Grant and Bullock films recently and I'm convinced that each of them individually could have chemistry with a brick wall. With their two charismatic personalities combined, they literally can rule the world of rom-coms. It's hard not to gleefully imagine what they could do with stellar material because the plot mechanics of this film are subpar at best. Yet, it's memorable because of Grant and Bullock's witty banter between one another and they do an amazing job of embodying the best and worst traits of their characters.
You can't dwell too much on the mechanics because there are plenty of plot holes to mine. Fortunately for the film's sake, it creates very memorable moments which tricks you into thinking you are watching a better movie than you are. I mean, who can't relate to having to go to the bathroom in the middle of a traffic jam? Who can't relate to getting a bit too competitive in a friendly game of tennis with your nemesis who is on the other side of the net? Who doesn't want to hold onto that stapler that somehow makes your work day complete?
This movie hinges on the "opposites attract" formula and as dumb as it all can be at times, when you put two talented, attractive people on screen together, you get pulled in. Two Weeks Notice isn't the best rom-com, but not the worst either.
FYI, I don't think that George Wade's (Grant) grand romantic gesture of quitting at the end is all that effective. Don't you think that his brother went ahead and tore down Lucy's (Bullock) beloved rec center anyway? Also, why didn't we ever get to see the inside of said rec center? See, these are the things that will drive you nuts about this film.
