I went to see Confessions of a Shopaholic yesterday, and although I didn't expect a grand film, I was waiting to enjoy a chick-flick with some sassy fashion-related jokes alongside. What I got was a horribly-styled production (Patricia Field makes Isla Fisher look like a clown most of the time), an over simplistic script, and all in all, the feeling that whoever produced this had very little respect of the target audience in mind.
So disappointing...and boring.