Poor Jennifer Aniston.
She’s still, for some mysterious reason, seen as such a loser that she recently felt compelled to insist to People magazine that she’s not “unhappy,” as people seem to believe. Yes, being gorgeous, rich, uber-successful and considered the country’s most eligible bachelorette must be an incredibly misery-inducing experience.
But then there’s her increasing reputation as box office poison. Put her in a movie, like Management, Love Happens, The Bounty Hunter or The Switch, and watch it tank.
“At what point will Hollywood give up on Jennifer Aniston?” asked Forbes’ Dorothy Pomerantz. After those four stinkers, it was a reasonable question.
Advance reviews of her latest, Just Go With It, co-starring Adam Sandler, drew all-new cries of derision.
“What is it with Jennifer Aniston?” snarked Elizabeth Weitzman in the New York Daily News. “Commitment issues? Low self-esteem? Because there’s got to be a reason she makes so many poor choices. I’m speaking, of course, about her taste in scripts, which is so baffling it’s time to suggest either therapy or a change in management.”
But lo and behold, Just Go With It, despite a mostly withering critical reception, somehow beat out pubescent heartthrob Justin Bieber’s documentary, Never Say Never, with $31 million in box office receipts to Bieber’s $30.3 million. Belieber it.
So now Aniston must look pretty smart right? Wrong.
“Adam has again showed himself to be amazingly adept at understanding what audiences want to see,” Sony worldwide president of distribution Rory Bruer told the Hollywood Reporter, not mentioning Aniston.
Sure, Sandler’s production company, Happy Madison, produced the rom-com, but it’s unlikely anyone goes to see a film for its producer.
“Adam Sandler carried on his string of box office success emerging as top grosser in this week’s box office,” crowed the News Chronicle, also not throwing Aniston a bone.
This is reminiscent of the no-love pundits who declared that Aniston’s major hits, Bruce Almighty and Marley & Me, were the sole work of Jim Carrey and a golden retriever, respectively.
Aniston, whose face and love life has sold a gazillion tabloids and magazines over the past decade, clearly has a following. Why won’t anyone admit it?
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