
The Matchmaker gives us the story of a jaded political aide, Marcy Tizard (Janeane Garofalo), who gets sent on a mission to an isolated village in Ireland. Her boss, Massachusetts Senator John McGlory (Jay O. Sanders), sees voter approval ratings sagging, so he plans to exploit his ancestral roots in order to advance his political career. With a little luck, Marcy might even dig up a connection to the Kennedy clan. Muttering all the way, Marcy sets off for Ballinagra, Ireland. When she arrives, however, she finds herself in the middle of the annual Matchmaking Festival. Hundreds of men and women are flocking to Ballinagra in hopes of meeting the perfect mate, and the matchmakers themselves are out in force, passing out business cards left and right.
When she shows up in Ballinagra, she finds all the hotel rooms are taken, a dog pisses on her luggage, and when she finally does get a room ("The smallest room in the world!" she screams.) she finds a man soaking in her bathtub. This story sounds like perfect material for Janeane Garofalo--a perfect opportunity for her to let loose with her acid-tongued cynicism. And yes, the movie does go down that path for a few minutes, but then it backs away. We end up getting a kinder gentler Janeane Garofalo. Never has she smiled so much before in a movie. Indeed, she has one of the truly great smiles in Hollywood nowadays, but I found myself missing the scowling, moody Janeane.
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