There is a lot about this movie that might be arguable or objectionable. Like one of the opening tenets, that it is an Irish tradition that women can ask men to marry them on February 29th. Like that anyone traveling by small boat in a storm from Wales to Ireland would ever end up landing in Dingle. And that what passes for Dingle is in fact the Aran Islands. Agreed. It is a fiction, a movie, after all. The scenery, while not accurately attributed to place, is phenomenal. Gorgeous. The kind of place that makes you question why you are not on vacation there this very minute rather than watching a movie about it.
The love story is one that is formulaic but agreeable. The current boyfriend is someone we dislike immediately--from the start we are routing for someone else, anyone else to capture the imagination of our heroine, Anna. She displays an impressive ability to walk in her 4 inch heels on any terrain, but isn't very sympathetic until Declan takes a few cracks at her and she starts swinging back. Then the sparks fly, and blossom into fireworks. An enjoyable romantic comedy, with scenery that will lead to a vacation destination.
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