Saturday, 19 September 2020
Just My Luck
Written by Sandra Fitzpatrick   
Tuesday, 16 May 2006 21:08

Lindsay’s out of Luck
Nope, no horseshoe here!

There is only one word I can think of to describe Lindsay Lohan’s newest film Just My Luck. Annoying. Capitol A-N-N-O-Y-ing. Ok, now that I’ve gotten started, I guess I can think of a few more. Trite, superficial and jevenile all come to mind as well. Maybe if I giggled half as much as the girls in this movie I would have liked it better.

Lohan plays Ashley, a successful marketing agent at the tender age of 20 who has everything going for her. She is pretty, witty, wealthy and, of course, lucky. So lucky in fact that the weather changes just for her and every lottery ticket is a winner. In a parallel story we meet Jake (Christopher Pine), who is so unlucky that the only money he finds is covered in dog crap. He just can’t seem to get a break. The, ahem, “magic” happens when the two meet at a masquerade ball that Ashley plans for a major client. They kiss on the dance floor but it’s Freaky Friday all over again. Instead of just swapping spit they swap luck.

Now it is Jakes turn and he finally gets an audition for McFly, the band he’s been trying to promote. Apparently McFly are a real band of Brit boys whose lead singer looks like Kelly Osbourne in drag. And what’s with the name? “Um, can I have a McFly with that?” “I’d like to supersize my McFly please”. Pshaw!

Meanwhile Ashley is plunging toilets at her new job. She quickly realizes what must have happened to her lucky streak and goes kissing guys all over town looking for Mr. Rabbit’s Foot. When she finally finds him the sparks fly but it takes her a while to realize that someone else’s happiness could be more important than her own.

This movie tries very hard to imitate Sex and the City. Just substitute the word “Sex” with the word “Kissing” and replace the sophisticated women with a group of giddy airheads. Sorry Lindsay, but the closest you’ll ever come to being Sarah Jessica Parker is all that chain smoking you’ve been doing. And by the way, Sarah quit.

Am I being mean? Speaking of mean, I will admit that I really liked Mean Girls, another of Lindsay’s movies. I don’t want to be too hard on her since there is technically nothing wrong with her performance in this film. She even has some good comedic timing and a very natural screen presence. It is just her luck that the writers and casting director didn’t do their part. I will say however that heavy makeup and perfect lighting can do nothing to conceal how tired and worn out she looks. Perhaps the gossip rags have their story straight for once.

Possibly the most annoying thing about this movie are Ashley’s two bubbly friends. Along with Ashley the sassy redhead, we have Dana the intelligent brunette, and Maggie the free spirited blonde. Maggie is played by Samaire Armstrong who some of you might remember from the ridiculous horror movie Stay Alive. She is especially irksome, being one of those actresses who use exaggerated facial expressions and hand gestures to punctuate every sentence. I half expected her to go into convulsions with all the twitching she was doing. (Now that was mean!)

So I think you get the idea that this is not a film I would recommend. Just My Luck should have geared itself toward a younger crowd, instead of masquerading as a grown up comedy. A friend who came to see it with me said it best when she said: “They look like little girls dressed up in Mommy’s clothing”.

I give Just My Luck 3 out of 10 stars.