I recently watched Must Love Dogs, a very funny movie with a mostly good cast. I love Diane Lane dearly. I also thoroughly enjoy Elizabeth Perkins, Stockard Channing, Dermot Mulroney, and Christopher Plummer. The family interaction was believably close-knit and the humor very sarcastic… But then there was John Cusack. You don’t have to know me for very long before learning that I do not like John Cusack. He’s in a group of film actors I would label as: “better off in theatre,” because every time I watch him I feel like he’s just saying the lines. He isn’t Jake or Lloyd Dobler or U.S. Marshall Vince Larkin–he’s John Cusack saying their lines.
So now, with no pomp and little circumstance, I am officially writing off John Cusack. Now, I know some of you may deem my action hasty or unjust, but I believe that I have given him ample opportunities to prove himself. Opportunities which he has not taken. He’s had High Fidelity, Say Anything, Serendipity, Identity, Being John Malkovich, Con Air, America’s Sweethearts, and now Must Love Dogs to prove himself a worthy actor and chose not to do so.
I would recommend Must Love Dogs for the good writing and humorous situations. I enjoyed the majority of it. But the love scenes between Cusack and Lane left me indifferent. I didn’t see why these two characters even wanted to be together. (Also, a warning: the very end is cheesy. If you watch it, when you see her going back to the deli for the third and final time, just stop the movie. Trust me.)