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A possibly get-even career choice, who knows, Jennifer
Aniston flees an ex-spouse who repeatedly makes a fool of
himself for the full length feature duration, in Bounty
Hunter. Perpetually out of breath and dodging danger and
the dud of a guy while clad in a single one-size-too-small
sleek flirty number, Aniston gives new meaning to the notion
of tempting cat and mouse capers. Even if she's also stuck
with the task of propping up a conventional comedy.***
Aniston is Nicole in Bounty Hunter, a Big Apple news
reporter and apparently free lance snoop who's obsessed
with tracking down leads in a local suspicious suicide.
Not exactly Lois Lane, goofy Nicole is too busy sorting
out clues to show up in court on a traffic charge. Which
leads to a bench warrant against her, for jumping bail.
Enter Milo (Gerard Butler), her bad news former spouse of
nine months and ex-cop, whose gambling addiction got him
tossed off the force. Now an avid bounty hunter, Milo couldn't
be more ecstatic about an assignment to corner and nab his
ex-wife and, well, shackle her to his bedpost while making
a detour into an Atlantic City hotel casino, until the long
arm of the law can kick in.***
Directed by Andy Tennant (Hitch, Sweet Home Alabama),
Bounty Hunter is also a guilt party in presently primarily
uninspiring laughs and prolonged punchlines that could have
benefited from lots of tightening and trimming along the
way. The lame gags do get a lift from the combined enthusiasm
of these two stars, though screen chemistry between them
is at a minimum. Expect lots of handcuffs, and a nifty turn
by Aniston who really knows how to put a man in his place,
if you call her 'girl.'***
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