Sometimes, even cynical me loves a good chick flick. The key word being “good.” But good is a relative term. Having recently watched Katherine Heigl and Gerard Butler get nasty in The Ugly Truth, it dawns on me that it wouldn’t take much to be impressed in the chick flick genre. Anything better than that would be deserving of at least some praise.
In Leap Year, Amy Adams plays Anna, a woman who has devoted four years to her boyfriend and who now seems to be on the cusp of reaping the rewards of her loyalty. Anna and her boyfriend, Jeremy (Adam Scott) have applied to a Boston co-op and look to be on the road to happily-ever-after. Or so Anna thinks. When Jeremy fails to propose to her, she decides to take matters into her own hands, adopting the Irish tradition of allowing the woman to propose to her man on one day, February 29th, which, of course, only occurs once every four years.
Determined to get Jeremy to put a ring on it, Anna follows him to Ireland to propose (he is there attending a medical convention). As fate, or some hapless scribe, would have it, fate intervenes, throwing Anna off course when bad weather forces her to embark on an extended trip to Dublin. To get there, she hires Declan, a barkeep in a small Irish town played by Matthew Goode (Watchmen; A Single Man).
The predictable misunderstandings and loathing occurs, as does the inevitable resolution. Rife with cliches, it is a testament to the charms of its co-stars that Leap Year does not fail as miserably in the rom-com category as The Ugly Truth did. Amy Adams is mostly likeable here, but it is Matthew Goode as Declan who is the glue that holds this film together. He, and the film’s true star, i.e. the landscape of Ireland, give Leap Year just enough charm to make it a tolerable diversion for a lazy afternoon.