The writing and directing debut of lower-crust actress Valerie Breiman, a "relationship" comedy, and damn near the epitome of a "chick flick," all the way to the folky songs on the soundtrack ("Don't worry, it's all right./ We're all in the dark, lookin' for the light"). The subject is of course of universal interest; it's the treatment that provokes dropouts and tune-outs: random observations, thoughts, opinions, glib quips, often in the heroine's chatty voice-over ("As you move on in your search for love, sex is the fastest way to erase the past"), as needy and pushy as those of a stand-up comic. Defections could, and should, reach stampede proportions when a dwarf with two drums delivers a singing telegram to the tune of "London Bridges (Falling Down)." It is hard to tell if Jon Favreau is intended on purpose to come across as self-regarding and self-dramatizing, superficial and facetious, arch and affected, or if that's just Jon Favreau. Famke Janssen is not the warmest human being, either, however close she may be to the sharpest-featured. (2000) — Duncan Shepherd
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