Molly Gunn, the freewheeling daughter of a deceased rock legend, is forced to get a job when her manager steals her money. As nanny for precocious Ray, the oft ignored daughter of a music executive she learns what it means to be an adult while teaching Ray how to be a child.
This rhinestone-crusted comic fantasy is true to its niche market, the burgeoning Junior Miss genre that might be called Princess because of its fawning adoration of overprivileged young bachelorettes and the luxuries their credit cards can fetch. Its bratty 22-year-old heroine (a charmless Brittany Murphy) is the orphaned daughter of rock royalty who lives in Manhattan in palatial squalor with her pet pig, Moo. In this standard variation of the princess myth, it takes a humbling fall from grace for Molly to gain a smidgen of soul and a glimpse of happily ever after. Forced to work as a nanny, she achieves a saccharine redemption with the help of her charge, a stern, orderly 8-year-old girl (Dakota Fanning), whom she in turn helps softed. While pretending to teach a lesson in compassion, the movie wallows in the perks of privilege. — Stephen Holden
2003-08-15 | Stephen Holden | Read the New York Times Review of Uptown Girls