One
of the most dependable and profitable actors in Hollywood can finally add a royal
bomb to his, until now, impressive resume. Harrison Ford stars with Anne Heche
in the ill-conceived and virtually plotless romantic comedy, Six Days, Seven Nights.
A shockingly dull effort from comedy director Ivan Reitman (Ghostbusters, Stripes,
and Twins.)
Ford
plays a pilot who crash lands his plane in the middle of nowhere. As fate would
have it, he finds himself stranded with big-city-girl Heche. Naturally, they can't
stand each other, but the attraction is inevitable. It's all a bunch of pretentious
hooey as this unlikely pair battle Mother Nature and modern day pirates in an
attempt to survive.
Since
Six Days, Seven Nights doesn't have much of a story, it relies on the charismatic
stars to win us over. Unfortunately, this isn't nearly enough. Ford exudes a certain
amount of charm and has a good sense of comic timing, but why on Earth he decided
to be a part of this mess is beyond me. Heche, who was so good in Wag the Dog,
doesn't bring much to her role of a feisty magazine editor, but she still is a
likable screen presence. Even the gorgeous cinematography doesn't save us. The
problem with this story is WHO CARES! I sure didn't! I never once believed any
of these characters were in any real danger, nor was I swept away with it's romantic
aspirations.
Although
slightly better than Godzilla and Deep Impact, this summer film felt like it took
Six Days and Seven Nights to watch.
