Inconceivable

and a chaotic result. a film about a delicate problem. without real mistakes because its basic idea seems be an error. a film about an accident. unrealistic. fake. so, only solution to impress is the cast. but it is not enough and, in this case, the pressure to Geraldine Chaplin, Lothaire Bluteau or Colm Feore to do a decent work , to make credible a story who has any sense is almost impossible. the good intention of Mary McGuckian is obvious and , in few scenes, admirable. but that movie is not less an experiment. it is only pure chaos in a too long product , a thriller who represents only seed on rock field. and the most delicate problem is the fragile theme who, in this case seems be ridiculed.

This film's plot struck me as very unique and almost nightmarish. The atmosphere created by the editing and camera work really felt overpowering, as if I were watching a psychological thriller rather than a satirical drama. The structure of the choreography was something I've never seen in any other film, and the mysterious aura that is created around the Doctor played by Colm Feore really tingled my skin.

His charisma was evident from the beginning, but something about him from the split second he started talking told me he's up to something sinister. This movie honestly could've done a better job to make the end result more unpredictable, because I'll be damned if there's someone who couldn't figure it all out by the time it reached halfway. The ten patients had an interesting cast, but they had very little to work with as the repetition of their seemingly identical experiences only gave way to highlight their hollowness as characters in general.

The fact that it's set in Las Vegas seemed very out of place, due to the gambling and money scamming reputation known for the city. Of course, this might have been a dead giveaway that something was up. The fact that a movie reaching just under 2 hours would only be about whether conceiving a baby was medically possible seemed too simplistic, so I knew that there must be some villainous twist to its story.

Overall, it was a pretty bland film. Its theme had potential, but the way its been carried out did not seem to be that effective. The ending just made me think how childish and incompetent the Doctor was for all of this, considering it was the purpose for his profession. It had no deeper meaning to it, just the fact that things aren't always what they appear to be. The kind of plot that would work better as a short story rather than an actual 2 hour long film.

The editing of this movie literally nauseated me. That's the best thing I can say about it.

Dr. Freeman (Colm Feore) runs a fertility clinic in Vegas. Over a weekend, eight out of nine cases deliver a baby. Sally Marsh (Jennifer Tilly) is the only failure but she seduces the doctor. Tutu Williams (Elizabeth McGovern) notices the similarity in the babies and investigates the possible malpractice.

The only thing going for this is the cast. It's filled with interesting actors. The plot moves slowly and story telling is very repetitive. Every step is taken a dozen time. The first step should be DNA tests on the babies but the movie doesn't touch it. The camera and editing style is over-the-top which is ill-fitting for this movie. It's not an action movie. It's some kind of bad flat writing trying to be an experimental thriller. There are interesting tidbits about the clients but it's well into the second hour before it's revealed. When the style doesn't drive you nuts, the pacing would bore you to tears. There is also the ridiculous reveal where unbelievable incompetence is the explanation. When the character can't explain it, the movie has no chance.

a strange film. because the theme, the tension, the message are good points for a movie who gives questions and propose generous subject for reflection. the only sin is the absence of story. all seems be just improvisation. the theme becomes unrealistic more and more and the fall is predictable. because it is not escape for an exercise who ignore basic , decent details. result - the effort of actors becomes insignificant and the story more than absurd. sure, the good intentions are noble. but, in this case, they are sterile.