To be honest, the folds on Hugh Grant's face have begun to affect his interpretation of love. One hundred minutes passed, and I couldn't help but mutter in my heart: Don't such an old man still find love here DE BU DE, don't he feel like a failure? Or hurriedly get into the quilt of your own home and hide it completely? ! Fortunately, the script is still very good in terms of line creation. It matches the biggest feature of HG's classmates: you can see all kinds of little humor from British men with extremely elegant and refined English accents. Drew Barrymore still shines brightly, his interpretation of a young female writer's energy is very interesting and in place, which is the only bright spot in the film. People can't help but want to screw her hard at the critical moment, saying: You damn girl, things are not so bad, spit out everything you want to say!
The disc got stuck in the last segment when Alex was about to sing with the big star, and then jumped directly to the credit at the end. But what I thought in my mind was: this is fine. I'd rather watch an incomplete movie than watch a cliché movie about saving one's career and love in its entirety.
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