What an indescribable mess
Just finished watching this. The pathetic thing is with this fine cast and the nubs of several potentially interesting plots, they could have done a pretty good movie. They could have had the story of who wanted the movie producer murdered and why, they could have had the cheating wife with her rapper lover, they could have had the cleaning lady and the mysterious authorities for whom she covertly worked, the stunt woman trying to break into acting, and actually several more. Somebody needed to make some choices, and they didn't. (Given a choice I'd have wished for more focus on Andie McDowell's character.)
It's almost like somebody tossed around the loose pages of a dozen distinct scripts and them reassembled at random enough pages to shoot two hours of film. Incoherent and frustrating.
I did love the throwaway scene at the nightclub(?) with Sam Phillips singing. Her regular music is great but this was a comedic scene having nothing to do with the "plot". Quite a contrast with her earlier work as the beautiful German knife-wielding psycho-killer in the later Die Hard movie.