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If you are going to make a dialogue piece, here's a clue - make the dialogue interesting. Make the actors interesting. Sadly, this film does none of that. Worse, the actors spend the most time doing an Oxford literary circle jerk. What we're left with is two pompous jackasses, firmly (and utterly mistakenly) convinced of their own genius, and others' inferiority. They are not likable, nor interesting. In fact, they are intolerable.

Now I'll discuss some more of the technical aspects of the film. While there are occasionally brilliant set pieces of landscape, nearly all of the film containing the actors is either out of focus or poorly lit (or both). There are innumerable continuity errors, such as shadows or highlights that appear and disappear randomly, and whoever claims credit for editing this movie should never be allowed in a studio again.

If you are not an insomniac, avoid this movie. If, on the other hand, you have difficulty sleeping, this film will be manna from heaven.

Yes, we get it. Lesbianism is in. It's way cool and hip.

Thing is, it doesn't make for good movies. And when an entire film is centered upon a self-absorbed lesbian's facile and pointless introspection on her lesbianism, it takes the reasonably intelligent viewer about fifteen seconds to know that spending even another fifteen seconds upon the movie is fifteen seconds wasted. The characters are the typical Manhattanite stereotypes, are acted amateurishly, and aren't the least bit interesting.

Rubbish - pretentious and insulting rubbish. Steer way clear unless you like to watch trash films just for the sake of watching trash films.

Frankly, this movie isn't worth an in-depth review. It's twice as long as it needs to be, it's consumed by overly loud and unnecessary special effects, there are far too many characters, none of which are adequately delineated, and the plot is puerile and childish at best.

Jerry Bruckenheimer should be strung up by the ankles and stabbed to death with push pins for unleashing this three hours long bit of trash upon the world.

Oh...and Keira? You need to add about thirty pounds to your frame, young lady. You are painfully emaciated and in your current physical condition horribly unattractive.