Jack and Sarah
Don’t be fooled by the London setting: This piece of piffle about a yuppie-beast lawyer who Finds His Heart when he becomes a single father is, in essence, a chunk of American plastic — Jack and Sarah is One Man and a Baby. Jack (Richard E. Grant) is so unequipped for daddyhood he can barely make it through a Lamaze class. Then his wife dies in childbirth, leaving him to raise his infant daughter all by himself. Everything in the movie, from the baby-makes-pee-pee jokes to the romantic undercurrents that develop between Jack and his live-in American nanny (Samantha Mathis), is straight out of the processor. What keeps you watching is the spectacle of Grant adopting his sputteringly demented type-A personality (glittery eyes, feral smile, hysterical brain) to the demands of being warm and cuddly. Amazingly, he brings it off — without seeming any less loco than before.