The Bounty Hunter, directed by Andy Tennant, is a film so staggeringly bad that it makes last week?s Cop Out shine in comparison. I predict that next year, when the Razzies are handed out for the worst achievement in film, these two films will take the top spot.
Like Cop Out, The Bounty Hunter is also a star vehicle with no script. Jennifer Aniston plays Nicole, a New York reporter, who jumps bail. Gerard Butler is Milo, her ex-husband and bounty hunter, who brings her in. Like the couple in Date Night, these two work out their various relationship issues while trying to out-smart each other and the several gangsters and bookies who are chasing them. But of course, without any of Tina Fey and Steve Carrel?s wit or comic timing.
Gerard Butler whose most successful role to-date has been as the grunting, sword-bearing Spartan king in 300, makes for a brutish, low-IQ, crude romantic-hero, the sort that any smart, career-woman would avoid like the plague. But of course Nicole falls for him not once but twice. Then again, she is the sort of investigative reporter who prowls around in dangerous places wearing tight skirts and high heels. And no matter where she is and in what position?these include being locked into the trunk of a car, handcuffed to a bed and falling into a pond?her hair is always gorgeous, bouncy and in place. Aniston makes an attractive and affable rom-com lead but her choice of super-lame scripts?do you remember Love Happens?is fraying her equity. Here, her comic skills seem limited to two quirky expressions and playing with her hair.
Of course The Bounty Hunter aspires to be nothing more than a Studio-factory product but even formula has more flair than this. I recommend that you steer clear.