Rejection: Tina Fey's Admission fizzles
by Richard Roeper
Has Tiny Fey ever played a character we weren't rooting for?
In smart features such as Mean Girls, Baby Mama and Date Night, on the just-completed NBC series 30 Rock, on Saturday Night Live and in her book Bossypants or even co-hosting the Golden Globes, Fey's either likable or lovable. We're on her side, through all her pratfalls and fashion faux pas and quick, self-deprecating quips.
Who doesn't like Tina Fey?
That's pretty much how it goes for most of the journey in the blandly titled, disappointingly flat Admission. Then the wheels fall off and you suddenly think: I don't know if I like this person.
Semi-fatal flaw for a standard issue rom-com.
Fey is Portia Nathan – a name that might lead you to believe this gal's a porn star, but she's actually an admissions counselor for Princeton, zipping around the countryside in her sensible car, wielding her brightly colored notebook filled with paper-clipped files and photos and notes (apparently the iPad hasn't made its way to campus), vetting the nation's brightest high school seniors, most of whom won't make the cut despite their 4.0 GPAs, their status as "legacies" and all those extracurricular activities...(READ FULL REVIEW)Read more on: Admission