Confessions of a Shopaholic
- Eddie Harrison
- 19 February 2009
Meet Rebecca Bloomwood (Isla Fisher), an aspiring journalist who runs up a hefty seven-figure credit card bill while pursuing her dream in New York. With the pesky IRS on her trail, she tries to kick her plastic habit without losing the respect of her publisher (John Lithgow), homely parents (Joan Cusack and John Goodman) and industry doyen Alette Naylor (Kristin Scott Thomas).
Burdened by forced slapstick scenes involving Rebecca being mistaken for a waitress, borderline racist portrayals of comedy foreigners and Hugh Dancy’s bland romantic foil, this adaptation of Sophie Kinsella’s bestselling book directed by PJ Hogan (Muriel’s Wedding, My Best Friend’s Wedding) quickly collapses into the clueless consumer-porn of Bride Wars rather than the savvy industry know-how of The Devil Wears Prada.
Endlessly fawning over designer labels and product placements, Hogan’s film finally signs off with a wrongheaded finale, which mindlessly celebrates the greed culture that it was supposedly criticising; any genuine contrition in Kinsella’s story has been transformed into a vacuously glossy vehicle to flog merchandise via lucrative commercial tie-ins.