L.A. Without a Map (1999)

I love David Tennant, but this was just an embarrassment. He’s charming as ever, but the story and the leading lady really made this a slog. 

Tennant's a funeral director in the UK and his love interest is an L.A. actress-wannabe on vacation who has conversations with her dead father. They spend a whirlwind day of fun/falling-in-love and she leaves. He decides to track her down and surprise her in California. Boy, she's surprised alright. She’s also not worth chasing because she's kind of empty and boring. Nevertheless, he hangs in there and makes a weird friend in Vincent Gallo, gets a job as a poolboy, rents a sty of a house, and eventually gets her to marry him just days before she decides he’s too clingy. Ugh.

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