Totally Blonde (2001)

Director:

Andrew Van Slee

Writer:

Andrew Van Slee (writer)

Genre:

Comedy

Tagline:

Meg answers the age old question "Do blondes really have more fun?"

Plot:

Meg Peters just can't seem to find Mr. Right, she bleaches her hair blonde and we answer the age old question "Do blondes really have more fun?" |

Plot Keywords:

Anti Hero | Marriage | Beautiful Woman | Love | Sex

Cast

Krista Allen	...	Meg Peters
Maeve Quinlan	...	Liv Watson
Michael Bublé	...	Van Martin
Brody Hutzler	...	Brad Wilson
Mindy Sterling	...	Ramona
Colin Mochrie	...	Vulcan / Agent / Comic / Drunk
Charlene Tilton	...	Blonde Scool Director
Michael Kagan	...	Alfred / Mountie / Minister
D.C. Douglas	...	French Waiter / Douglas The Hotel Clerk
Tanya Garrett	...	Martinette
Erin Carufel	...	Martinette
Nicole Stevens II	...	Martinette (as Aimee Nicole)
Vikki Gurdas	...	Brunette #1
Corinne Marshall	...	Brunette #2 (as Corrine Marshall)
Amanda Thomas	...	Brunette #3

Also Known As:

Peroxide Blonde (USA) (working title)

MPAA:

Rated PG-13 for sexual content.

Runtime:

Germany:94 min

Country:

USA

Language:

English

Color:

Color

Sound Mix:

Dolby

Certification:

Iceland:L | Netherlands:AL | Australia:M | Denmark:7 | Germany:12 | Philippines:PG-13 | UK:12 | USA:PG-13

Filming Locations:

Los Angeles, California, USA

Company:

Extraordinary Films Ltd.

Trivia:

The film released on DVD is an edited version, whereas the version shown on cable is the complete version.

Goofs:

Continuity: When Meg is in the hotel, the front desk clerk tells her Room 224. She enters room 214.

Movie Connections:

References Legally Blonde (2001)

Totally Awful...

I'm almost embarrassed to be writing a review of this film. It features B-movie/soft-core porn star Krista Allen in a farcical attempt at romantic comedy. The only highlight is the Sinatra-like singing of Michael Bublé, the male lead. His acting is very bad, but his singing is good. The acting of Allen is painful to watch, and I continually felt pity for her. The other characters don't do any better.

The script is atrocious, the interior sets look over-lit and low budget (especially the club), the photography is mediocre, the narrative flow is ridiculously compressed, there's no building on the theme of a woman changing her appearance to exploit a male preference (in fact, almost no comment on it at all), and Allen's character's behavior is so completely juvenile and immature that she becomes an obnoxious stereotype of the oblivious woman. This display erased any sympathy I might have otherwise felt for the character. Obvious attempts at humor were almost universally unfunny, and the soundtrack in many cases unsuccessfully tried to be jazzy (aside from Bublé's songs). The trite message of "Follow your heart" as the core of the film's plot had me rolling my eyes on multiple occasions.

I am convinced that Andrew Van Slee lacks any real talent whatsoever (how many readers are saying "Duh!"?), having now seen three of his films (I won't bother with any more of them). There are so many truly great romantic comedies available that no time at all should be wasted on this one (instead, run right out and rent "It Happened One Night").