John Cusack, Kate Beckinsale
The always likable Cusack deserves better than this cloying dust-mite of a romantic comedy. He plays Jonathan, a TV sports producer who—during a Christmas in Manhattan—meets Sara (Beckinsale, who's annoyingly smug here), the woman of his dreams, when both reach for the same pair of black cashmere gloves at Bloomingdale's. Each is already seeing someone else, and she announces that if they are truly meant for each other, fate will intervene. Fast-forward 10 years, when Jonathan's still in New York City, Sara is in San Francisco, and each is due to wed somebody else. Both begin to obsess over the other and wonder, "What if?" Fate, do your stuff.
There's about 20 minutes of actual story here. The rest of Serendipity
consists of visual montages of the main characters going about their lives while pop songs wail on the soundtrack. Peter Chelsom, who last directed the hopeless Town & Country
, also made this. (PG-13)
Bottom Line: Destined to bore audiences