Medium-cute romantic comedy about a marriage of convenience. He wants a green card in America. She wants a greenhouse in an apartment for marrieds. They then go their separate ways, the INS takes a closer look, they have to get back together, get their stories straight, get to know one another. Their growing attachment is consequently better documented than in most of what passes as screen romance. And yet they are not, according to Mr. Matchmaker here, right for each other. Not because he's plebeian and she's patrician, not because he's a people person and she's a plant person, not because he likes butter and oil and smokes cigarettes and she eats muesli and drinks decaf, but merely because he's Gerard Depardieu and she's Andie MacDowell. It's somehow quite generous of Depardieu -- though in another way arguably rapacious -- to make himself available in an English-language project so that American provincials might have the chance to see him without the hardship of having to read subtitles or the even bigger hardship of having to sit through a work of art as demanding and rewarding as Under the Sun of Satan. But his co-star here, no Sandrine Bonnaire, no Nathalie Baye, no Nicole Garcia, is another kind of animal entirely. Andie (How Do I Look?) MacDowell, out of the Cybill Shepherd School of Elocution, mars her heralded freshness of face with a self-consciousness and a self-regardingness for which that jar of Monticello beauty cream, so crucial to the outcome of the plot, offers no remedy. She is not, insists Mr. Matchmaker, good enough for him. Written and directed by Peter Weir. (1990) — Duncan Shepherd
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