) and how much he respected Eddie Kaye Thomas’ talent (because it must be hard to convincingly play a guy who runs a brothel in the backseat of his limousine).
The quality is fine, the film looks crisp and clean in the widescreen 1.78:1 format and the Dolby 5.1 surround sound balances the music and voice tracks well.
The DVD is subtitled in English, French and Spanish but the main attraction is the descriptive soundtrack for the visually impaired, a considerate move with regard to the film’s subject matter, though no amount of description can really make the film any more enjoyable.
The filmmakers try to pull on your heartstrings with Danny’s struggles to see but end up triggering your gag reflex instead, which is never good on a first date.
The back cover on the Blind Dating DVD boasts “There’s More to Love Than Meets The Eye,” but unfortunately with the disc what you see if pretty much what you get.
My mom was a big 'Smurfs' fan, so she would force me to watch every Saturday morning. I would jump downstairs on Saturday morning, 'Hurray, cartoons! That's what you're watching.'I did work at a mall in college - I think retail/customer service is just one of the most hideous jobs in the world.
So I always try to be extra nice when I go into a store.The features section of the disc kicks off with a clip-heavy making-of featurette, which tries to add depth to a movie about a blind virgin trying to see or get laid, whichever comes first.It gets seriously comical when the director talks about the complex choices the actors made (to swear or not to swear?We partner with third party advertisers, who may use tracking technologies to collect information about your activity on sites and applications across devices, both on our sites and across the Internet.You always have the choice to experience our sites without personalized advertising based on your web browsing activity by visiting the DAA's Consumer Choice page, the NAI's website, and/or the EU online choices page, from each of your browsers or devices.What results is a mish-mash of romance, raunch and ridiculousness that falls apart from the get-go when Danny’s therapist (Jane Seymour) inexplicably strips as Danny complains of being unattractive to women.