Scott Marks 12:30 p.m., July 26
Where the Truth Lies
A Martin-and-Lewis comedy team of debonair Britisher and antic Jersey Jew breaks up after their Veterans Day Polio Telethon in 1957, when an unexplained naked dame turns up dead in their hotel suite; and fifteen years later, the Miracle Girl of that telethon, now an investigative cub reporter, reopens the case. Atom Egoyan, director of hefties like The Sweet Hereafter and Ararat, has lowered himself in every way conceivable, and what he comes up with, or goes down to, is inept as a period piece (either period), inept as a mystery, inept as a backstage exposé, inept as a pseudonymous smear of real people. The smeariest thing, in truth, is the misty photography for the earlier period, a trite contrast to the crisper later one. With Colin Firth, Kevin Bacon, Alison Lohman. 2005.