Too Much Sex

I'm tempted to say TOO MUCH SEX has too little sex. Too little to compensate for the lameness of the comedy and for the amateurishness of the actors. But maybe it's a question not of too little sex but of too little sexiness. The female lead is plain, in a rather masculine-looking way. That's no sin, except in a comedy that has no other kind of charm to offer. The best that can be said is that it attempts to point a respectable if shopworn moral: that the answer to the fear of death is the redemptive power of love. It's sort of like ALL THAT JAZZ rewritten by a bunch of not particularly intelligent or talented high-school dropouts.

During a recent bout of insomnia, I ended up channel surfing and landed on this movie. It quickly caught my attention and the next thing I knew, I had watched the whole movie. The fact I made it through the entire movie so late at night is saying something! It was a very pleasant surprise. I'm not saying it's a masterpiece but I did enjoy it.

Well, it's no masterpiece, but still a nice distraction. It's humor, although somewhat childish, is refreshing and keeps the plot going throughout the movie. The plot itself is also quite fresh and original and all the R rated scenes certainly can't hurt this film. All in all, if you're looking for a deep spiritual film, look elsewhere. But if you're looking for a pleasant way to spend an hour and a half, I doubt you'll be disappointed.