If there were still a British Empire, one could imagine Hugh Grant bestriding one of its far-flung ramparts, trying to bring order to unruliness. Mostly that would be a matter of self-deprecating humor, romantic chivalry, honorable business dealings, and, of course, irresistibly floppy hair.
Colonialism being at something of a discount nowadays, Grant is obliged to ply his undeniable charms in cross-cultural comedies like Mickey Blue Eyes. In it, he plays a Manhattan art auctioneer named Michael Felgate, in love with a schoolteacher (Jeanne Tripplehorn) who reciprocates his affections but refuses his engagement ring.
She has her reasons. They...
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