New Year’s Eve is one of those movies that has half a hundred characters and fourteen dozen plot lines and they all “intersect”, the story like a patchwork quilt, but a really ugly quilt where the squares don’t match and some of them aren’t even square.
A random sampling:
Ingrid (Michelle Pfeiffer) has just quit her job, and hires bike messenger Paul (Zac Efron) to help her check off as many of her old resolutions as possible before the clock strikes midnight.
Laura (Katherine Heigl) is catering a huge New Year’s Eve party and is under a lot of stress when her ex, a rock star named Jensen (Jon Bon Jovi), who disappeared on New Year’s last year, shows up wanting a commitment.
Claire (Hilary Swank) is producing the Times Square ball drop.
Randy (Ashton Kutcher) and Elise (Lea Michele) are trapped in an elevator together.
Hailey (Abigail Breslin) desperately wants to go downtown with a boy, but her mother Kim (Sarah Jessica Parker) insists that she stay home with her.
Tess (Jessica Biel) is really hoping to induce labour so she can give birth to the first new year’s baby and claim the 25K in prize money – but Grace (Sarah Paulson) is also in the running.
Stan (Robert De Niro) is dying, though he’d like to delay until midnight if possible, and his nurse Aimee (Halle Berry) is prepared to stick it out with him.
Sam (Josh Duhamel) is trying desperately to get back into the city after pulling best man duty at a wedding. He’s hitching a ride with with a family in an RV, hoping to meet up with the mysterious women he met and fell for last year.
In a movie so overstuffed, of course some of the segments are undercooked. Nay, they’re all undercooked. Some of them are downright raw. But lots of them are not even interesting enough that I wished I knew more.
The best, and saddest part, is when Penny Marshall briefly plays herself. But 3 seconds out of 113 long minutes is an agonizing success rate. New Year’s Eve is overly sentimental and oh so shallow. If you don’t have any auld acquaintances to forget this New Year’s Eve, I know where you can make over 100 new acquaintances, and they’re all perfectly forgettable – guaranteed. Random acquaitances may include New Kids on the Block’s Joey McIntyre, voice of Lisa Simpson Yeardley Smith, Cary Elwes, Common, Hector Elizando, Russell Peters, Sofia Vergara, Matthew Broderick, and more flash-in-the-pan stunt casting than you can shake shake one of those New Year’s Eve noisemakers that you blow in and the little ribbon inflates and unrolls at.
Having just returned from Mexico, Sean and I might be housebound (and by housebound I inevitably mean hot-tub-bound) tonight, and I’m not a bit sad about it. What are your plans? Do they include this movie and its exhausting cast of characters?
Dear Jay, Glad you’re home and safe. Herb and I are sitting in tonite. Watching movies, not this one. I saw it. You’re right. It sucked. Happy New Year, Love, Trace
What a piece of shit that film is.
Happy New Year to you and Sean. 🙂
Happy New Year, Jay, hope you made the transition okay.
We bound ourselves to the house as well but due to no hunger we forgone our usual sushi orgy and had no dinner at all. Instead we both ate a giant portion of Creme Bruleé Ice cream each and watched the first episode of The Orville’s 3rd season. Altogether a good night.
That movie tho. Sounds like a proper trainwreck of the wurst kind: Too many stars, too many half-cooked ideas, scambled in an uneven way and probably totally unhinged.
Not gonna watch that shite!
Nope. I watched the warm ‘n’ fuzzy Bird Box. 🙂
Watched it. Loved it. Watched it again (a couple of times!) when it came on cable to try to connect lines between all the characters and again enjoyed it. Watching it now online: with pause, backup, go on, pause, get a drink, go on, pause, make breakfast, go on, pause, google some character, go on… And guess what? Rnjoying all of it obe more time. 🤗