5-Word 365 #320 – Leap Year

I believe it was Einstein who defined insanity as carrying out the same action repeatedly and expecting a different result. On a entirely unrelated note, I’m still looking for a decent romantic comedy.

Leap Year

Top o’ the mornin’, begorrah!

Bostonian Anna Brady is keen to get engaged to Jeremy, her boyfriend of four years. After hearing from her father about an Irish tradition that a man cannot refuse a proposal from a woman on February 29th, Anna heads to Dublin to join Jeremy at a conference and ask him to take her up the aisle. Unfortunately, she gets a bit lost on the way, and ends up falling for the rugged charms of Declan, the innkeeper she hires to drive her across Ireland.

I think I’ll do this one as a list. I know it’s a bit of a cheat, but I really need to get some sleep.

The good:

  1. Amy Adams (as usual)
  2. Amy Adams’ contractually-obligated underwear shot (short but sweet)
  3. um…
  4. Ireland looks very pretty (well done, Newton Thomas Sigel)
  5. Adam Scott, as Jeremy, gives good smarmy git.
  6. They got the weather right.

Oops. Spoiler.

The bad:

  1. Matthew Goode’s “Irish” accent
  2. The sense of geography that puts a woman in Cork when she’s trying to get from Wales to Dublin (check a map if you can’t picture it)
  3. The distinct lack of comedy. Frankly, I expected better from the writers of Can’t Hardly Wait and Josie and the Pussycats.
  4. The fact that John Lithgow only gets one scene.
  5. All the wonderful cultural stereotypes.
  6. Pretty much everything else.

One scene! It’s shameful, so it is.

And my insanity lumbers ever onwards.


  1. mistylayne · November 17, 2012

    Yeah, movies like this are the ones I watch when I’m depressed to make myself feel worse…

    • Ryan McNeely · November 17, 2012

      In that case, you’d better stay away from this; it might just be too much for you!

  2. Morgan R. Lewis · November 19, 2012

    New Year’s Eve, Valentine’s Day, Leap Year… next up: Arbor Day!

    • Ryan McNeely · November 19, 2012

      I reckon Garry Marshall just hates that John Carpenter got to Halloween before he did.

Go ahead, punk. Make my day.

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