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By Nina MacLaughlin
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The Olsen twins, nymphets who share $300 million and the same DNA, appeal to two groups (double your pleasure): the sweet tween set in baby T’s and cherry lip gloss, and a distressing number of Humberts hotly anticipating Mary-Kate and Ashley’s 18th birthday next month. Directed by Joe Dirt auteur Dennie Gordon, New York Minute targets both groups (double your fun) in equal measure. For the eight-to-14-year-olds, you’ve got mass-marketed heroines relying on their wits and each other in a wild romp through the big city. And for the Humberts, for much of that same romp, the girls are clad in a bath towel and a tiny robe. Day-planner-toting overachiever Jane (Ashley) needs to get to Columbia to give a speech in order to earn a scholarship to Oxford; school-skipping Red-Bull-addict-in-a-Metallica-T Roxy (Mary-Kate) wants to get to the video shoot for punk band Simple Plan. Roxy has truant officer Max Lomax (Eugene Levy) hot on her tail, and both girls wind up in the middle of a black-market plot involving pirated music. They race around New York, from the window ledge of the Plaza to a water main that leads to Harlem, negotiating their differences and reclaiming their sisterhood, all the while playing up the possibility that they’ll eventually make out. (87 minutes) At the Apple Valley, Entertainment, Flagship, Holiday, Providence Place 16, Showcase, and Tri-Boro cinemas.
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