Confessions of a Shopaholic
I wasn’t sure what to expect of this film. The title brought up visions of really boring script. But I was seriously surprised at how funny it was. This is definitely chick flick to the core. And as a woman, I think it is easy to relate to Rebecca’s plight. Shopping is her therapy of choice. It makes her feel better, but when she finds herself living a double life of financial guru and up to her eyeballs in credit card debt, her world begins to unravel.
The plotline is very predictable in that she travels from denial, to realisation, to change. Rebecca’s realisation comes in a hugely embarrassing fashion on national television. There were signs along the way, but because she ignores them her lessons are learned the hard way.
She finds out what is important in life by almost losing it all when her boss/boyfriend discovers that she’s been lying all along.
Rebecca desire to shop comes from her search for security, value and self-identity. But she discovers that she’s been looking in all the wrong places, and that the kind of value and happiness you get from money and possessions is only temporary.
It kind of reminds me of the verses in the bible that say ” Don’t hoard treasure down here where it gets eaten by moths and corroded by rust or—worse!—stolen by burglars. Stockpile treasure in heaven, where it’s safe from moth and rust and burglars. It’s obvious, isn’t it? The place where your treasure is, is the place you will most want to be, and end up being.” And it is a lesson that Rebecca learns for herself. Perhaps it is something we all learn for ourselves through experience. It is a hard lesson, but not easily forgotten.
All in all, a great movie for a girls night-out.
Reviewed by Dione Read