Based on the Shopaholic series of novels by Sophie Kinsella, the plot is majorly predictable. I did chuckle at a few of the lines, but essentially this comedy depends way too much on the behaviour of its characters rather than the dialogue. Written by Tracey Jackson and Tim Firth, the screenplay never displays the slightest of witty dialogue. Fending off rivals for Luke's affections from a fashion journalist - which is what Rebecca would rather be - and claiming a debt collector is a stalker, are just a few of the many pickles this ditz gets herself into. With a $16 thousand credit card debt she grabs a job at a finance magazine run by Luke Brandon (Hugh Dancy). Rebecca Bloomwood (Isla Fisher) is a young journalist addicted to shopping. This is the case with Confessions of a Shopaholic - Fisher's charm literally saves this film from running out of credit. If you don't have one, you need a funny actor who can keep the audience interested. But why did I enjoy this so much? There's a lot of crap in this film, and I mean a lot, but the film is saved by its lead star, the wonderful Isla Fisher. "Don't you think it's ironic that Rebecca Bloomwood is advising people on how to handle money."Ĭonfessions of a Shopaholic has got to be one of the dumbest rom-coms I've ever seen - it's targeted at 12 year old girls after all.
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