This movie made me realize that we have a novel of the same name that I may try out, but I'm at a standstill with it right now. This book made me first realize the value of money, being about a lovely redhead named Rebecca Bloomwood played by Isla Fisher who sees everything in a store and on sale as a must. I guess this is what happens to people when they first get their credit cards and first jobs; they think they're rich, and Rebecca doesn't think about how she can't actually afford that luxurious green scarf. Even worse is when the garden catalog magazine she works for goes out of business and she starts getting repeated calls from account enforcement officer Derek Smeath, (who I thought for a while was John Cusack because of the similar voice and the only place I knew Cusack from was Igor.) The thing is, what she wanted all her life was to work at Allette Magazine, and you can tell just by Rebecca's fabulous but expensive clothes that she'd be perfect. She's not exactly qualified for it yet, though. The starting step is at Successful Savings, which is the type of magazine she always puts as a low priority but one she needs. She gets the job anyway, using information about her own stress to pitch advice, and she starts a relationship with her English Boss, Luke Brandon. (I still haven't seen The Proposal fully, but I like the idea of someone falling in love with their boss. I don't know why, it's just kind of a soothing thought.)
I've seen about five of Isla Fisher's movies and have liked all of them, including this one. I have to confess that this is my favourite chick flick. Let me count the ways. First off, it shows someone starting nowhere and then becoming famous and taking care of all her problems in simple ways, and it surprisingly doesn't need stunts to pull off some suspense, unless stunts include a fantasy where all the girls race and shove and scream (like they're at a Robert Pattinson interview) to get the fifty percent off Pucci boots, and Rebecca jumping from her seat and in the middle of the conference desk to stop a phone call.
So from that description, I'm indirectly saying that I guess the reason I don't like the idea of chick flicks is they're overdramatic and dopey for no reason, without any real style. Confessions of a Shopaholic has the balanced drama that can appeal to high schoolers and happy couples, and dopey to be a bit funny. Not always fabulously done, but never awful, and the drama doesn't let it get the best of it's irrelevant-to-the-plot surprises.
What makes this movie gold though, is how Rebecca's clothes do two things: a) They make shopping look a little fun for me (something I hate) and b) It gives her a personality of good-but-too-try-hardy.
There's a funny scene where she first meets Long-Leg perfect everything with an outfit monochromatic to black, and her sight makes Rebecca's bag pop open. There's also a romantic scene where nobody will stick out their tongues in disgust. Those few scenes are why I can't give this movie the B+ I was thinking about doing.