The Holiday

The Holiday is the type of welcome diversion that only Meyers still seems to specialize -- a romantic comedy where Barbara Stanwyck and Rosalind Russell would have been just as natural as Cameron Diaz and Kate Winslet and where the one liners fly like confetti.

It's formulaic but with a big heart.

The dialogue has a perky synthetic sheen, and with the exception of Diaz, Meyers brings out the best in her actors.

Ms. Meyers, whose ambitions are telegraphed by her film's title, which directly invokes George Cukor's lovely 1938 romp "Holiday," has created a cumbersome vehicle by saddling Iris with a flamboyantly glamorous Los Angeles double, Amanda. As played by Cameron Diaz with oodles of charm and not an ounce of persuasion, Amanda doesn’t as much mirror Iris's love troubles as throw them into wincing relief.

The Holiday drags on for more than two hours, long enough for even the most ardent suitor to lose interest. The premise, so delectable at the start, quickly begins to feel tired and oversold.

The Holiday is a 131-minute romantic comedy for those who, if they had their way, would still be watching "Love Actually."

This overproduced romantic comedy doesn't even qualify as fluff; it's flat, featureless plastic.

[SPOILER ALERT: This review contains spoilers.]

I can't believe that in this 4 hour rom com that the Ugly had better sexual chemistry with Kate Winslet than Jack Black.

This movie was way to sappy. It was too much of a romantic story that could have branched off. Kate Winslet and jack Black's story line as far more interesting than the other side.

Two conservative, white women decide to swap houses for two weeks at Christmas - both trying to forget their troubled love lives, until love finds them anyways. Of course it is without much effort on their part, due to their conventional attractiveness. On the way to happiness, Iris finds a rich Jewish man named Arthur, who literally stumbled into his career and decides to own a car made by his unwilling ancestors (a Mercedes). And by the very end, Amanda decides that dating a man who is able to reach beyond her childhood trauma, may be worth flying first class for, every once in a while.

Every single character is a grotesque, insufferable cliché. Just shows what a low bar people have for a Christmas movie.