Directed by Marc Lawrence, starring Sandra Bullock, Hugh Grant, Alicia Witt, Dana Ivey, Robert Klein, Heather Burns, David Haig and Dorian Missick.
Hugh Grant and Sandra Bullock are apparently the perfect couple in 'Two Weeks Notice'. It's a pity that they won't manage to convince anyone else of the fact in this predictable and pedestrian romantic comedy, which lacks anything even remotely approaching chemistry between the two leads.
It's a case of opposites attract when monied playboy and property developer George Wade (Grant) convinces environmental activist Lucy Kelson (Bullock) that she can do more good within the system than fighting against it. With few scruples, Lucy trades her legal aid work and hippie chick clothes for a stylish wardrobe and employment as a lawyer in the Wade Corporation. She quickly becomes indispensable to the self-centred George who, much to Lucy's frustration, is thrilled to find someone who can make all stationery, clothing and relationship decisions for him. Eventually she gives him two weeks notice but when she meets her replacement, the perky ambitious June (Witt) who has her sights firmly set on the boss, Lucy realises that infuriation has turned to infatuation - is it too late to do something about it?
After successfully subverting his bumbling, self-depreciating persona in 'Bridget Jones' Diary' and 'About A Boy', Hugh Grant returns to type in 'Two Weeks Notice' but still manages to emerge from the whole thing with some dignity. Blessed with plenty of charm and no little sense of comedic timing, he manages to make the most of the few laughs that are present in the script. Meanwhile Bullock flounders ungracefully throughout, mugging endlessly instead of grabbing a few decent lines for herself. Even Dana Ivey and Robert Klein, as Lucy's activist parents, manage to garner more laughs in their brief moments on screen.
There's nothing new, fresh or even remotely imaginative about 'Two Weeks Notice'. Life's too short...