Rating: 2/10

This film certainly takes the cake for worst title of 2007. No guy would be caught dead buying tickets to see or renting a movie called P.S. I Love You. It is, however, clearly your typical chick flick. You’ve got an American girl Holly (Hillary Swank) who meets an Irish guy Gerry (Gerard Butler). Gerry’s got a cool accent, sings in a pub, drinks Guinness. In other words, in chick flick land, he’s Irish. Holly is fidgety, awkward, and just oh so cute and American. As the film opens they seem to be experiencing a bad case of the 7-year-itch. They get in a big fight about their future and then he charms her and they make up. If you’re able to stomach the initial few minutes, then you might actually like this movie.

The film then skips ahead a bit to where Gerry has just died due to a brain tumor. Holly understandably feels sad and being the jolly Irish man that he is, Gerry has concocted a way of keeping in touch with her after his death via letters in girly handwriting. Hence, P.S. I Love You. Get it, he’s dead, but he still loves her. Amazing stuff indeed.

If you look closely at the actor’s faces during the course of the film, you can see that they know this movie stinks. Hillary Swank is horribly miscast. She’s trying to re-live her 90210 days and was perhaps afraid of being typecast after movies like Boys Don’t Cry and Million Dollar Baby.

Harry Connick Jr., apparently out of his singing gig because of Michael Buble, tries to play a quirky bartender, but it just ain’t happening. Holly’s ridiculously annoying friends are played by Gina Gershon and Lisa Kudrow. Kudrow plays a gold digger who justifies her gold digging based on some kind of warped feminist shenanigans.

Even as chick flicks go, I would urge everyone to avoid P.S. I Love You.

P.S. This movie is awful.

Filed under: 2007 by A.B.