In Her Shoes: Critic Reviews

Will MacLaine grab an Oscar nomination in the Supporting Actress category with her bare teeth? You have to ask?

Curtis Hanson wrests a richly textured story of love from Jennifer Weiner's breezy bestselling fiction about two sisters engaged in an epic battle of the heart.

The landmasses of Asia and Africa took less time to split apart than this interminable film does to grind towards its emotionally forgiving conclusion.

Collette's performance is so full of juice and the beneficiary of good dialogue that Diaz's may end up being underrated.

There'd be nothing wrong with this if the film 'fessed up to its kitschy soul. Instead, it pretends to be the high-minded drama it's not.

Entertaining enough, but it's more pat than provocative -- this is what makes it a bona fide audience pleaser while keeping it from drawing real blood.

We crave more of the rapid slang and secret code that, by excluding us, creates intimacy.

A bungled mess that spends an hour creating two characters whose lives are about as believable as a successful ambush set by Wile E. Coyote for the Road Runner.

Never lurked a Chick Flick that looked fairer on the urge to talk things out. Never lurked one with a smarter cast or a more cluttered screenplay, full of mirth and sorrow.

It ultimately emerges as a movie of warmth, wit and wisdom.

Hanson and his three leading ladies have given us the gift of a finely crafted movie full of humbling and humorous truths.

I think one reason this movie is so appealing is that it's the anti-Sex and the City-its earnestness and relative lack of rank bawdiness or cynicism seem novel in the present pop-culture atmosphere.

Although In Her Shoes aims to rub along, with that scuffed worldliness which Hanson has made his own, it keeps bumping into the archness of the romantic-domestic genre.

In Her Shoes starts out with the materials of an ordinary movie and becomes a rather special one.

In Her Shoes doesn't leave much to subtlety or chance, but MacLaine, the one-time gamine, proves she is not just a star. She's an actress.

Imagine Sex and the City negotiating Terms of Endearment with The Golden Girls.

If movies were scratch-and-sniff, In Her Shoes would be a cloying blend of patent leather, melon lip-gloss and potpourri sachets.

It's a chick flick for non-chicks too, one of those movies that makes you laugh and cry and leaves you feeling satisfied and drained and vaguely embarrassed for having such a good time.

The movie is funny, but there's an undercurrent of genuine feeling.

The movie gets much, much better as it goes along.

This marvelous, up-with-the-lark movie stays sunny all day, with wit and intelligence to spare.

While for many guys it will take a woman they're really, really interested in to drag them to this sort of high class soap opera, women and more emotionally flexible men should have little trouble becoming involved in this tale of sisterly love/hate.

Schmaltzy, but reasonably entertaining.

Try on these Shoes. Even if you don't like the style, you will love where they take you.

Forsaking all art and subtlety, something he used to display in abundance, Hanson has chosen to adapt a Jennifer Weiner novel that is so light, it should come with weights attached to keep it from floating away.