Molly Gunn, the freewheeling daughter of a deceased rock legend, is forced to get a job when her manager steals her money. As nanny for precocious Ray, the oft ignored daughter of a music executive she learns what it means to be an adult while teaching Ray how to be a child.
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Stars
Brittany Murphy, Dakota Fanning, Marley Shelton, Donald Faison, Jesse Spencer
Though I found Mr. Yakin's direction unexpectedly imaginative, and the script often incongruously subtle, I couldn't get into the spirit of all the whimsy, the reason being the surprising lack of charm in the two leads.
Murphy creates a rather fascinating chemistry with Fanning, who resolutely absconds with the film as a controlling tot from hell, a fun-killing spinster trapped in a prepubescent body.
The sort of film that shuffles along sleepily, dazedly, barely aware of what it's doing and hardly caring whether the audience is still following it or not.
You're going to forget this one as soon as you finish watching. And if you don't, it will probably be because you want to complain about how uninspired and unoriginal it is.
When Uptown Girls isn't trying to play up its wacky high jinks ... it stoops to the kind of psychological character development films this shallow should really avoid like the plague.
It may be junk food with high sugar levels, but the inspired teaming of rising young actress Brittany Murphy and precocious tot Dakota Fanning makes you forget those hazardous sweeteners.
A reworking of What Ever Happened to Baby Jane? with Fanning in the Davis role and, say, Emily Osment in the Crawford one might be a smart bet for some forward-thinking producer.
Cute little girl playing dress-up (and Dakota wasn't bad either) - this may not be classic cinema, but it fits nicely into the guilty pleasure category.
Brittany Murphy and Dakota Fanning make for a winning combination, and their characters' sometimes dark journeys do not always take the most obvious route to the inevitable happy ending.
Locates Fanning's 'maturity' in a fear of germs that comes off as borderline psychotic, and Murphy's childlike free spirit in her apparent inability to avoid walking into walls.
Uptown Girls lacks the urban specificity that helped to make The World of Henry Orient such an uptown-girl classic, but it works up a sentimental tug that should moisten the eyes of many a moppet and mom.
If you're a fan of treacly, superficial stories about completely unlikable people forming friendships, or if you like pratfalls, then this is the movie for you.
The film has a weird foot fetish. The part where she was barefoot on the city streets actually grossed me out. Now she's going to put those feet in her bed with all the city dirt all over them. Ewww.