Valentine’s Day is to Romeo & Juliet, as my 1st grade finger paintings are to a Picasso. That’s not to say there isn’t something to enjoy on a basic level of my attempt at artwork, it just no masterpiece.
If that sounds a little formulaic, that’s because it’s meant to be. Valentine’s Day has the feel that there is some secret Hollywood equation that calculates how many celebrities can you jam into one movie and make it profitable.
By my count, there are 21 recognizable celebrities in the film that interweaves a dozen or so love stories on Valentine’s Day. It seems odd that so much could happen on one day, but it’s necessary in order to make the plot work.
I can say this film could have been a lot worse. The stores are at least connected in a somewhat logical way, and at least some of the characters have believable backstories. Most of the characters seem to be made up of corporate committee group thinking. (The old couple, the newly dating couple, the teen romance, the “will he be” retiring NFL quarterback who looks surprisingly like Brett Favre.)
It may seem like I’m being overly critical of a film that is clearly targeted at a certain demographic, and only serves to hand out warm fuzzies. On that simplistic level, sure it works, but movie goes should demand more for their money instead of just a romantic version of People Magazine.
Then again, I would consider going back and watching it again just to hear Anne Hathaway “purrrrrrrrrrrrrr” again.