“Morning Glory” Review - a fun-loving romantic comedy with a twist.

Becky Fuller (Rachel McAdams) is the essence of a workaholic. What she lacks in pedigree, she makes up in hours. As an executive news producer, she is the first to arrive and the last to leave the station; and even when she leaves, she never turns off the news or her cell phone. Sacrificing every slither of a social life for the past twenty-eight years, Becky Fuller lives for the next story.

However, when corporate does some housecleaning, Becky is fired from the New Jersey broadcasting station. Struggling for a job, she is finally scooped up by Daybreak, an early morning broadcasting station on life support. The over-eager producer is given the opportunity to revive the station before the network pulls the plug. She corners news legend, Mike Pomeroy (Harrison Ford) into co-anchoring with the perky Colleen Peck (Diane Keaton). But instead of continuing his legacy of providing the public with breaking news, Mike is dwindled down to sensationalized how-to tips. 

The movie starts off as a generic romantic comedy where the woman must choose between her career and a personal life; a movie to be shelved next to The Devil Wears Prada. But McAdams does not sell out.

While the not-so-memorable Patrick Wilson does highlight the sacrificial standpoint of a rising career, McAdams remains faithful to her passion – her career. Thank you, Michell - you’ve redeemed every woman over twenty-five who traded in the social norm of having children for a loaded résumé and a closet full of pencil skirts.

McAdams has once again mastered the screen with her raw talent. While she is too fierce to be considered America’s Sweetheart; she has, in fact, won our hearts.

With her atrocious bangs and exasperated awkwardness, McAdams is not afraid to do “ugly”. At times her character is exhausting as she hops around like a caffeinated Chihuahua; but McAdams remains endearing with her schoolgirl quirks and striking features. Her determination to make Daybreak a successful station is held together with endless energy and her willingness to sacrifice all dignity for the sake of ratings. 

Diane Keaton is the same as she always is - a spaz. At least she didn’t suffocate the audience with a neck scarf in every scene. Her continual undermining batter with co-anchor, Harrison Ford, is actually funny.

With a personality as smooth as sandpaper, Ford makes Ebenezer Scrooge seem warm. However, he is perfectly dreamy while cooking eggs, melting the heart of every girl who has had a crush on him since Indiana Jones. 

Much like Ford’s character, my only annoyance with the film is that its depiction of news is watered-down entertainment. Ford is a pillar of authenticity, for he is the only one fighting to raise the station’s credibility with current, hard-breaking stories. While McAdams’ energy is admirable, she throws her staff into shameless situations to catch the eye of the public. But I guess in the end, the ratings pay the bills – just goes to show the distortion in the public’s taste.

Between McAdams’ quirky awkwardness and Ford’s dry humor, the film is fun-loving with a twist from the typical romantic comedy. While Morning Glory is not in line for an Oscar, the movie draws the audience into the station’s family – cringing through the flops, laughing through the stunts, and anxiously waiting for the next story. Or, at least the latest beauty tip.