Universal Pictures
2001
Rated: PG-13
Now on video and DVD
”Four supermodel roommates. One regular girl. The guy next door doesn’t stand a chance.”
Amanda (Potter) believes she has the “world’s worst judgment in men.” In grade school, her boyfriend left her for a pudgy girl. In high school, she discovered her prom date kissing another guy. This time, she returns home to find her boyfriend in bed with another woman. Now she’s looking for a new place to live and a little distance from men. What she finds is a high rise apartment inhabited by four simple-minded supermodels looking for a roommate, someone stupid enough to rent out the closet so they’ll have extra spending money. Despite the itty-bitty boudoir and Amanda’s reluctance (her boyfriend cheated on her with a model), she moves in and finds she has absolutely nothing in common with the quartet. What she does have is a terrific view, one that looks directly into fine-looking, Fashion Executive, Jim Winston’s (Prinze) apartment. Try as she does to keep her distance, Amanda finds herself drawn to the window...to Jim. In no time at all, her spying leads her to be smitten and thanks to her party-crashing roomies and a model make-over, Amanda lands a date with the man she’s been training her binoculars on. Later, her happiness turns to horror when she watches him bludgeon a woman to death. A police investigation reveals nothing, so Amanda sets out to prove he did the deed before her date with him.
Head Over Heels has a Rear Window concept with a Farrelly Brothers execution. Pratfalls and poop gags plunge this movie into the toilet. While there are some genuinely funny moments the movie loses it’s appeal by being less intelligent than it first sets out to be. Monica Potter shows great comedic potential, but the poor script tarnishes her shine. Freddie is at his best when he’s being earnest, heart-felt, when you can stare into his incredible brown eyes. Unfortunately, this movie has few such moments. The potential was there, but the film lost favor with stupid humor. If Freddie’s smart he’ll find a KISS (Keep it simple stupid) script. One that sticks to the relationship. Period. My fingers are crossed for Summer Catch. As for the supermodels, they were overblown caricatures that played to every stereotype imaginable. All in all, this movie will leave you anything but Head Over Heels. I give it two-and-a-half hearts.
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