In full, the plot of The Bachelor is that Chris O'Donnell has 27 hours to tie the knot, which would assure him of a $100 million inheritance and cozy jobs for life for himself and all of his friends. Unfortunately, he already monumentally botched his proposal to his girlfriend, Renee Zellweger (I won't bother with character names here; I didn't remember them, you won't either). Wacky hijinks ensue, and we all hope desperately it will work out for the best between Chris and Renee.
If you've seen the trailer for this movie, you've already sapped all of the sentiment that you're going to get out of this vehicle. In its feature length form, The Bachelor throws in some awkward voice-over, a trite recurring dream sequence wherein O'Donnell imagines himself a mustang, and an apparently mute James Cromwell.
In a word, The Bachelor is insignificant. No characters, no depth, no theme, no message. Even its intended witticisms fall flat. (And by the way, James Cromwell's got to say something. He's the best actor in the film.)
It's sad that the only comedies starring actors old enough to rent a car these days can't seem to make it beyond a sales pitch. Sadly, the studios seem to think that a catchy plot point is more important than an interesting plot. Is this what the dumbing down of America has come to? I sure as hell hope not. Wake up, America! You deserve better than this.
Run, Forrest, run!
Run time: 101 mins
In Theaters: Friday 5th November 1999
Box Office Worldwide: $36.9M
Distributed by: WARNER BROTHERS PICTURES
Production compaines: George Street Pictures, The Lloyd Segan Company
Contactmusic.com: 2 / 5
Rotten Tomatoes: 9%
Fresh: 6 Rotten: 61
IMDB: 5.0 / 10
Director: Gary Sinyor
Screenwriter: Steve Cohen
Starring: Chris O'Donnell as Jimmie Shannon, Renée Zellweger as Anne Arden, Artie Lange as Marco, Hal Holbrook as Roy O'Dell, Ed Asner as Sid Gluckman, James Cromwell as The Priest, Marley Shelton as Natalie Arden, Peter Ustinov as Grandad James Shannon, Jennifer Esposito as Daphne, Jason Aaron Baca as Groomsmen #3