Oh God help me
Another awful neurotic American film.
They speak our language, and yet they are a different species.
Don't waste your time with this sex in the city Woody Allen wannabee crapola.
Another awful neurotic American film.
They speak our language, and yet they are a different species.
Don't waste your time with this sex in the city Woody Allen wannabee crapola.
thats a pretty harsh thing to say.
He's an idiot. This movie was one of those rare gems that goes completely under the radar and then by chance is seen, if you're lucky, on cable years after it's released. The fact that it wasn't a huge hit is proof that there's a major problem with film distribution in the country.
Agree, OP, bloody awful trite crrap. Never once did I feel an ounce of chemistry between the two leads. Judith Krantz was titillating for a brief moment upon first seeing her, then even that turned drab. I blame a few reasons for the film failing, but primarily the writing. Borrrring.
sharedid you mean judith light? :P
btw, j.dubs rules-- anyone ever involved in therapy or with a jealous partner can relate to this movie. watch it again with fresh eyes, boys and girls; maybe you are the sort who benefits from a group audience experience, but i have to say, watching it @home alone was good enough to get me laughing out loud-- and i tend to avoid romcoms as a rule.
"Ugh! I don't like this." --Ambrose Bierce
yet completely appropriate
shareI'm not even sure they speak our language – not mine, anyway. This film was overscripted and overplayed. I wouldn't have minded a bit of improvisation or naturalness here. It just all felt so phony and contrived, with no room for the characters to breathe.
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