arry Marshall's preachy Raising Helen is not being billed as a fairy tale, but it exists in a fantasy New York City no one has ever seen before. Helen Harris (Kate Hudson) works for the nicest "bitch" in the world (Helen Mirren) at a top Manhattan modeling agency that employs mothers and water cooler delivery men, goes to modeling shows where the women can't strut and the men all have at least 10% body fat, and goes to dorky clubs with inexplicably impossible door policies. When Helen's Devo-loving sister dies somewhere in the film's painless off-screen space, she's left with three kids to raise: 15-year-old bourgeoning hoochie Audrey (Hayden Panettiere), ten-year-old wisecracker Henry (Spencer Breslin), and five-year-old cutie Sarah (Abigail Breslin). After one too many screw-ups, Helen loses her cushy executive assistant position and has to take a job at a used car lot as a secretary making more money ($17.50 an hour) than anyone else living in Queens, where she now lives among the equally underprivileged. While Jack Amiel and Michael Begler's screenplay for Martha Coolidge's The Prince & Me was critical of the misogynistic fairy tales promised to young girls, their Raising Helen script is largely contemptuous of single young women, particularly those of the Sex and the City variety. Instead of taking dead aim at the modeling industry, this innocuous, egregiously wholesome defense of family targets Carrie Bradshaw, err, Helen instead. This party girl doesn't know it yet, but birthin' babies and finding a good man (preferably a priest: Sex and the City's John Corbett) is infinitely more fulfilling and acceptable than popping bubble wrap with a hot male model after a night on the town.

DVD Review: Raising Helen