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Confessions of a Shopaholic Trailer
Isla Fisher Loses Cred / Dustin Rowles

Trade News | September 11, 2008 | Comments (27)


I absolutely adore Isla Fisher. But after watching the trailer for Confessions of a Shopaholic, I kind of wish I didn’t anymore.

All well. I can still adore Amy Adams, guilt free. Wait? What’s that? Adams is playing Amelia Earhart in Night at the Museum: Battle of the Smithsonian?

Awwww, nuts.


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Every time I see it, this trailer makes me sad. In the pants.

Posted by: Anna von Beaverplatz at September 11, 2008 10:51 AM

Yeah. Now you know what it feels like to turn on the telly and hear a Jam song in a cadillac commercial.

Posted by: PaddyDog at September 11, 2008 10:52 AM

Isla Fisher is overrated, the 21st century equivalent of Ally Sheedy.

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at September 11, 2008 10:56 AM

Wow. There's A LOT going on in that movie. More pratfalls than I could care to count.

Movies always get serious shoppers (or shopoholics as some unenlightened individuals choose to say)wrong. Serious shoppers are never seen twirling down the aisle, caressing the merchandise, swooning orgasmically. No, we walk calmly. Scan racks of clothing with our game faces on. Stare down fawning salespeople with our icy glare. Mock other shoppers.

Shopping is serious business people. It's not a fucking Mardi Gras.

Posted by: Alabamapink at September 11, 2008 11:00 AM

Pink, I wish you lived closer. I would love to shop with you... so few truly understand.

Posted by: Anna von Beaverplatz at September 11, 2008 11:04 AM

Halfway through, where it says "Produced by Jerry Bruckheimer" should be as far as you need to go to know this is a piece of shit.

Although, Hugh Dancy makes the 17 year old girl in my pants happy.

Wait, that's wrong...He makes me happy in the pants of a 17 year old girl?

No...also wrong...no I mean, if there was a 17 year old girl in my pants, rather than a 27 year old girl, I would be happy? Shit I give up.

Posted by: MG at September 11, 2008 11:09 AM

Can we all agree that the death of chicklit and its spin-off movie genre cannot come soon enough?

Posted by: PaddyDog at September 11, 2008 11:12 AM

Paddy Or like me, turn on the TV and hear a Cure song shilling a friggin printer.

AvB Indeed. Indeed.

Posted by: Alabamapink at September 11, 2008 11:15 AM

I got 2 chapters into that book and threw it away. The character was so unlikable--I hated her. If Isla Fisher is English and the book took place in England, why didn't the movie? bleh. Will not be seeing this trash dispite the infernal cuteness of said Ms. Fisher.

Posted by: wspanin at September 11, 2008 11:24 AM

Yup AlabamaPink:

It really sucks. All that youthful rebellion suddenly seems to be for nought.

Posted by: PaddyDog at September 11, 2008 11:27 AM

Real-life shopoholics get all swoony about finding a great deal at Target. I was wearing my new $6.98 jeans the other day and mr.wsapnin said my ass looked great! That's better than a $1,200 fendi bag any day.

C'mon Anna & Bama--let's go shopping!

Posted by: wsapnin at September 11, 2008 11:29 AM

A.) Produced by Jerry Bruckheimer. Yeah, the last time this "worked" with women was Coyote Ugly, which is to say...it...didn't.

B.) John Lithgow, is Campbell's not running commercials anymore? Seriously, you need to get out of this dreck. I think we need a movie musical for Dirty Rotten Scoundrels, stat.

C.) I'm just waiting for my girlfriend and her sister to try and drag me to this like she did Made of Honor, Mamma Mia, and House Bunny. If I'm forced to see this, you can be sure I'm forcing her to watch Die Hard.

Posted by: Mike R. at September 11, 2008 11:55 AM

A.) Produced by Jerry Bruckheimer. Yeah, the last time this "worked" with women was Coyote Ugly, which is to say...it...didn't.

B.) John Lithgow, is Campbell's not running commercials anymore? Seriously, you need to get out of this dreck. I think we need a movie musical for Dirty Rotten Scoundrels, stat.

C.) I'm just waiting for my girlfriend and her sister to try and drag me to this like she did Made of Honor, Mamma Mia, and House Bunny. If I'm forced to see this, you can be sure I'm forcing her to watch Die Hard.

Posted by: Mike R. at September 11, 2008 11:57 AM

"Start!"?

"Cause it seems like madness to me", eh?

I hadn't seen/heard that ad. But...besides the one word in the title I can't find the first application toward a car. "We wanted to use the 'Taxman' bass but everyone knows that song and it'd be really weird, only a few people know this song doesn't fit".

DEVO thought "Beautiful World" for Target was a pretty good joke.

But at least "Pictures Of You" is directly applicable. But it reminds me that I've heard that song far too many times.

Posted by: Jay at September 11, 2008 11:58 AM

Fight for the credit we all deserve...

...I see what you did there. Now...If you'll pardon me, I'm going to go drop the deuce that this movie deserves.

Notice how that voice wasn't Don LaFontaine???? He really knew what to stay away from. I bet there's gotta be a correlation somewhere. I bet he chose which trailers to voice as if to say "I'm going to endorse this shiny new Ferrari. You sir... you go endorse that new Bull Semen Pump and we'll see who comes out on top."

Posted by: PissBoy at September 11, 2008 12:42 PM

I loathe shopping. I always end up with a $300 spanish detailed, 1980's inspired, corseted bolero skirt type of thing when I'm looking for pants. I get scared and belligerent and lose my shit when forced into a mall. I refuse to do it now, and live off my my much cooler mom's hand me downs. She's always been more popular anyways.

I live in fear that one of those roving wardrobe fixing shows will abduct me and I'll come out looking like a complete stranger and wearing accessories.

shudder.

Posted by: replica at September 11, 2008 12:48 PM

I actually read an article about voiceover artist Don LaFontaine, and he said he did the voice for crap trailers all the time. The secret he said, was to BELIEVE in what you were saying. Sell the movie. I can't remember his favorite voiceover (it wasn't too old of a movie) but it wasn't something Oscar-worthy I was surprised to learn. We'll miss you Don. He could spin crap into verbal gold.

Let's make a new rule. Any title of a movie or book that includes the words "gossip", "wedding", "sisterhood", "confessions", "aholic", girls", and has jacket photos of martinis, engagement rings, shopping bags, cell phones and is encased in pale pink or baby blue needs to be burned. In fires that resemble Farenheit 451. And I love words.

Posted by: scorzi at September 11, 2008 1:54 PM

I LOATHED the book(s). I read three of them in a vain attempt to find meaning to the madness (my normally brilliant sister loves the books).

Shopaholic: bad.
Shopaholic Takes Manhattan: slightly better but maybe I was just numbed to the madness.
Shopaholic Ties the Knot: I wanted to KILL myself and yet somehow finished it. I kept reading because I just couldn't believe that someone could lie, and lie, and lie to the people she loves and still manage to come out of it married to "prince charming".

[shudder]

Posted by: Pea at September 11, 2008 3:18 PM

Addendum: the only book worse than Shopaholic Ties the Knot is Little White Lies, wherein the heroine lies to everyone on the planet and comes out of it with the career of her dreams and her true love swooning at her feet because, gosh darnit, she's just such a pure soul on the inside.

Posted by: Pea at September 11, 2008 3:21 PM

I'm forcing her to watch Die Hard.

Mike, why do you know people that do not understand the inherent beauty that is Die Hard? That movie is one of my favorites.

Chick lit in general sucks. There are a few, and I mean a few decent titles. I only include Marian Keyes works mostly in the defensible chick lit category.

I never read the shopaholic series and have no desire to. Shopping is not something to take lightly. I am 100% certain that this thing has it all worng.

Posted by: Melody at September 11, 2008 3:32 PM

Melody, my girlfriend isn't a big action movie person. In fact, she LOVES chick flicks and "songs with stories". I on the other hand love the musical stylings of Michael Giacchino and Frank Sinatra, and enjoy action and political thrillers.

Somehow, the two of us meet in the middle on some movies, but quite often we butt heads.

Oh, sorry, that doesn't answer your question. I actually randomly met her in middle school, when we both worked on the school paper. We dated for two months, broke up, stopped talking because I was a dick and hated losing her, and fast forward to last year, we started dating again and it's beautiful. Over the course of the ten years I've known her, I've grown to love her immensely and even her tastes in popular culture couldn't change that. I know her because of a happy accident, and my own ADD that forced our student advisor to assign me to the task of helping her write a movie review.

(Oh, and a lot of respect for your love of Die Hard. I might be seen as a heretic but the only sequels I didn't embrace were the even numbered ones. With A Vengance was the best since the original, IMO. Your thoughts?)

Posted by: Mike R. at September 11, 2008 3:53 PM

I hated the book. The heroine was so vapid and self-involved as to make Bridget Jones look like Anna Karenina. The fact that I even read the book is a testament to my own shopping skills. I bought it at a used book sale, so I definitely scored by not paying full price for this little piece of fluff.

I want to shop with Anna, Bama and wsapnin. I found 3 swimsuits at Marshall's for 5 bucks apiece. Now, that is a shopping coup!

Posted by: rlr260 at September 11, 2008 4:58 PM

I audiobook-ed the series in the car on numerous trips from San Diego to L.A. and back. I found them enjoyable on the stress-inducing, mind-numbing drive. But I hate this movie just based on the fact that it's not British... I am addicted to the snarky attitude of the chick-lit authors of the U.K. and I don't see any of that translating to this movie.

(My favorite U.K chick-lit author? Glad you asked... has to be Marion Keyes. Or perhaps Louise Rennison.)

Posted by: Leigh at September 11, 2008 5:46 PM

Isla Fisher is far too funny to do some crap like this. The plot is EXACTLY like the Devil Wears Prada, except the main character at least wasn't a label whore in the beginning. Watching the trailer made me lose brain cells, "oh you speak prada!"...who TALKS like that?!

Posted by: ph at September 11, 2008 5:57 PM

I used to read chic-lit in college. It was a nice break from all the heavy English major stuff.

And then one day, after completing one of the horrific shopaholic "escapades" I set the book down and walked away from chic-lit. For good. It's just so mind-bogglingly depressing to think that that skank, Sophia Kinsella, is making millions off writing shitty shit. when I need fluffy, I now turn to magazines. At the end of it, I just feel a little less used.

Damn this chic-lit. Damn it.

Posted by: lawyerjenn at September 11, 2008 6:43 PM

Since most of you are Americans I imagine you are privileged to have escaped much of Isla Fisher's early career. Home and Away is a soapy crime that has blighted the Australian cultural landscape for decades, and Isla Fisher is one of the pinheads who helped perpetrate this crime against humanity.

The only thing that would make me sit through a full screening of this film would be an easter egg in the credits where Johhny Depp does the naked macarena over Isla Fisher's ranga corpse.

Posted by: YeahButNoBut at September 11, 2008 8:35 PM

AvB, And then I make you happy in the pants!

See you Tuesday.

Posted by: bucdaddy at September 12, 2008 12:12 AM





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