Babies are born; an old man, filled with regret, lies on his deathbed with no family to console him; two couples try to make it work after breakups; another couple is separated by an ocean but connected via Skype; a guy and a girl meet in an elevator; and a cool courier tries to cram a year of unique experiences into a single day for a complete stranger in exchange for tickets to the party of the year.
It's that time again: The ball is about to drop in Times Square, and here comes a film about hope and finding happiness on the last day of December that milks the merriment to the very last drop.In the same mould as director Garry Marshall's previous multistory outing, Valentine's Day (2010), New Year's Eve contains a dozen tales tenuously linked by the odd family connection. But Short Cuts this ain't. The comparison is unfortunate, but it serves to highlight the utterly formulaic nature of this holiday film and the extent to which the worst Hollywood clichés can be utilised for effect.
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