"It's Better To Be Good Than Lucky"
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If you've watched the trailer for JUST MY LUCK, you've already exhausted everything the movie has to offer. This movie is a one-trick-pony with as much depth and value as a bag of cotton candy. The narrative refuses to teach any type of moral lesson, and the plot is predictable. Other than a few scattered laughs, it simply doesn't have much to offer. With a mixed pagan worldview, a number of mild profanities and a predictable plot, JUST MY LUCK is just a waste of time.
(PaPa, B, C, FRFR, OO, Ho, LL, V, S, N, A, MM) Mixed pagan worldview in which characters are driven by sensual and materialistic pleasures with some light moral, redemptive elements of kindness toward others, the importance of hard work and learning to sacrifice for others, and several false religious references including talk of karma as well as a prophetess uses occult tarot cards to predict the fate of characters and occult references to horoscopes, plus a homosexual joke; 10 mostly light obscenities, 12 light profanities, woman says “Your moon is in Uranus,” implied vomiting, and images of animal dung; several scenes of mild slapstick violence and chase scenes, including pratfalls, objects damaged and some punching; implied fornication and some brief sexual references, including heavy kissing, woman indicates that she’s very “available,” and a homosexual joke about a kiss; brief naturalistic nudity including depiction of a man in his underwear when his pants are ripped and fall down, plus female cleavage; brief alcohol use; no smoking; and, misrepresentation, lying and lots of references to luck.
If you’ve watched the trailer for JUST MY LUCK, you’ve already exhausted everything the movie has to offer. This romantic comedy starring Lindsay Lohan is a one-trick-pony with as much depth and value as a bag of cotton candy.
For those who haven’t seen the trailer, the movie follows the lives of Ashley (Lohan), a young public relations professional with an eternal Midas touch, and Jake (Chris Pine), a bumbling bowling alley janitor with a good-natured Gregg Brady temperament. Everything in Ashley’s world seems to work out as good as possible. She never has trouble getting a cab, guys are lining up to take her out on exotic dates, and the rain even stops falling when she steps outside. Jake, by contrast, has been dealt the opposite hand. Despite his noble intentions, misfortune shadows his steps like a lost puppy. Their respective lucky and unlucky fates reverse, however, when they kiss one night at a masquerade ball. Jake soon finds himself unable to make a bad move, while Ashley loses her job, her apartment and her charm.
Once Ashley realizes her luck has been transferred to the mysterious stranger at the dance, she sets on a mission to find and kiss him in order to restore her agreeable world of good fortune. A kink in her plan surfaces, however, when she begins to fall for the man who unintentionally stole her luck.
JUST MY LUCK is packed with moments of slapstick clumsiness, which serve as the movie’s persistent joke. This ineptness is first possessed by Jake, and then passed along to Ashley. Their missteps are often awkward and occasionally funny, but the single-mindedness of the narrative quickly wears out its welcome. To make matters worse, even a half-attentive viewer can predict how the situation will resolve half-way into the movie.
The movie also refuses to teach any sort of moral lesson. Its characters find success not as a reward for persistence or hard work, but simply as a result of blind luck. To be fair, it should be noted that neither Ashley nor Jake are bad individuals. Both are friendly, well-meaning and courteous. Ultimately, however, they are simply victims and/or recipients of a fickle luck that governs the world.
Other than a few scattered laughs, this movie doesn’t have much to offer. With a mixed pagan worldview, a number of mild profanities, and a predictable plot, JUST MY LUCK is just a waste of time.