Last week, I witnessed 
                    Sandra Bullock as a lawyer in Two Weeks Notice. 
                    If she had been convincing in the film, it would have been a 
                    whole lot better. I gave it two buckets. I give 
                    Maid in Manhattan three. What makes this a better 
                    romantic comedy? It has believable actors playing realistic 
                    characters. I know that it doesn’t tell a story with an 
                    incredible amount of likelihood, but it is just convincing 
                    enough for us to buy into. Similar to My Big Fat 
                    Greek Wedding, as silly and corny as Maid in 
                    Manhattan may be; we like watching it. The 
                    Cinderella-like story is charming to view, and the 
                    characters have fun, and lively spirits.
                    
                    
                         Marissa Ventura (Jennifer 
                    Lopez) is a hotel maid, who lives with her son, Ty. Her 
                    ex-husband, who she is often aggravated by, is constantly 
                    abandoning in dates that he and Ty have made. She is sad for 
                    the young boy, and feels that there aren’t enough 
                    opportunities opening up for him. He fails at a speech at 
                    school that he had been practicing for, and is very 
                    depressed. This gets worse when his father, yet again, 
                    breaks a date to go camping with him. Marissa has to work on 
                    the same day that the two were going to go into the woods, 
                    so Ty must come along to the hotel. He has grown accustomed 
                    to staying there when she has nowhere else to take him. 
                    Frankly, he is tired of it. After a few hours of playing 
                    with puzzles and reading books, he decides to take a spin in 
                    the hotel elevator. There, Ty meets someone who makes a 
                    great impact on he and his mother’s lives.
                    
                    
                         In the elevator, he meets 
                    Christopher Marshall, a candidate for New York Senator. Ty 
                    knows all about Mr. Marshall’s voting record, and converses 
                    with the politician. He seems to be intrigued with the man’s 
                    dog, Rufus, as well. Christopher invites Ty to walk with he 
                    and Rufus, if his mother will give him permission. The two 
                    ride up the elevator to the floor that she is working on. 
                    When entering the room that she is supposed to be cleaning, 
                    Ty expects to finds her on her hands and knees, scrubbing 
                    the floors. Instead, he and Christopher discover that she is 
                    prancing around the hotel floor space; wearing a rich hotel 
                    guest’s outfit. The hopeful senate candidate mistakes her 
                    for a hotel guest, and immediately falls in love. He asks 
                    her to an expensive dinner party, which leaves her in a 
                    sticky situation. She can’t tell him that she is really the 
                    hotel maid, or he will tell the manager that she was wearing 
                    another guest’s clothes. How will this issue resolve itself? 
                    Who is Mr. Marshall really in love with?
                    
                    
                         This is not one of the more 
                    memorable romantic comedies to come out in the past five 
                    years; but it’s an enjoyable one. We know what the outcome 
                    is going to be, we know the challenges that the characters 
                    are going to face; but the movie makes us smile. There is a 
                    respectable, bittersweet edge to Maid in Manhattan 
                    that makes it the likable film that it is. There is color in 
                    its intentions that shows through in their every move. We 
                    like the characters, and feel good about ourselves when they 
                    do about themselves. No matter how cheesy and predictable it 
                    may be, Maid in Manhattan is hard to resist. It 
                    is like our favorite dessert. We love it to death, and will 
                    eat it any day, at anytime; even though we know it’s 
                    unhealthy for us. This film deprives us of a strong sense of 
                    filmmaking, but we’ll watch its delectable material until we 
                    puke.
                    
                    
                         Maid in Manhattan 
                    isn’t, by any means, one of the best movies of the year. 
                    But, it might be one of the most enjoyable. Jennifer Lopez 
                    is a bad actress, but her character is so innocent here; we 
                    simply don’t care. This is a movie you just have to watch, 
                    and not think about. We know the story is going to end from 
                    the beginning, so we aren’t affected by developments in the 
                    plot. This usually turns out to be a good thing, due to 
                    pretentious moments that the casual viewer might not want to 
                    watch. There is not one realistic bone in Maid in
                    
                    
                    
                    Manhattan’s 
                    body, but it’s just good. Entertainment is everything in a 
                    movie – it is ultimately the deciding factor of if a viewer 
                    likes the final production or not. This film has a lot of 
                    this, and audiences around the world will be pleased. The 
                    intentions of Maid in Manhattan are lovable 
                    enough, and we frankly, don’t need anything else.
                    
                    -Danny, Bucket Reviews