Played for Laughs, How Disappointing

Although “The Proposal� is a summertime vehicle for Sandra Bullock and normally the sort of picture I will go to considerable lengths to avoid, I was drawn to it because it has Ms. Bullock’s first official nekkid scene.

   Yes, Sandy in the raw.

   How can any red-blooded American male, much less one who attended one of her rival high schools in Northern Virginia, resist?

   Over the years I have convinced myself that I must have admired the young Bullock in her cheerleading outfit, and I have dutifully trooped off to see most of her films.

   Well, “Speed,â€� anyway.

   And that thing about the FBI agent.

   Unhappily for me and millions of other delusional middle-aged men, the Sandra Bullock Nekkid Scene is played for laughs, not steam, and delivers neither.

   There’s also a movie here, a lightweight scenario in which hifalutin’ editor Margaret Tate (Bullock), who spends most of her time dressing down her hapless assistant Andrew Paxton (Ryan Reynolds), discovers to her horror that she has no valid visa and is to be deported back to Canada.

   Since her job is mostly being mean to people, I couldn’t see why she couldn’t do that from Toronto, but apparently the personal touch is essential. She needs to stay, so a sham engagement is concocted between the editor and her assistant.

   The setup is supposed to be the framework for some witty, Cary Grant and Katherine Hepburn repartee, but it’s more like John Wayne and Hepburn in the eighth grade lunchroom.

   They go to Alaska to meet his folks, and for a weird moment the appearance of Betty White threatens to turn this into a horror flick.

   There is legitimately bad dancing by Bullock and a better effort by Ramone, the minister/male stripper (whose connection to the terpsichorean muse is stronger).

   Also: Rural Alaskan eccentrics. Evil suits. Angry immigration officials. Mildly amusing dialogue, if you’re 13.

    And the nekkid scene, which is mostly tumbling around a bedroom, reveals nothing said 13-year-old can’t see and therefore doesn’t count.

   As far as I’m concerned, Sandy remains pure.

   “The proposalâ€� is rated PG-13 for sexual content, nudity and language. It is playing at the Cineroms in Winsted and Torrington and elsewhere.

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