Boy Meets Girl

Strenuous efforts to arthouse up the romcom—opening through a broken fourth wall; Mantegna and Nelligan's campy chorus; gently surreal bits like the central couple's sudden ability to speak each other's languages—aren't too successful, but a young Hampshire sure is, in a difficult role as a doe-eyed Little Italy waitress who doesn't speak English. The scene where she shows up to her secret love's bachelor party with everyone thinking she's a stripper is so dumb but sold beautifully.