Review by victoria-33419

It's too bad that any effort or expense went into the making of this annoying film. It was like a cupcake that was supposed to be a cupcake, but was all icing (made with artificial sweeteners and food coloring). The sets and locations were repeatedly saccharine, the camerawork a sporadic concoction of film noir avec romantique, and the lighting saturated poison. Too many cooks. This cupcake was overcooked with needless and distracting special effects, sappy music, and nonsensical, wooden characters. Nicole Kidman seemed to be impersonating Jennifer Coolidge. She is capable of much better. 25 years ago José Ángel García emoted such sensitivity in Amores Perros that I can still feel it today, but his character in Holland lacked development. The talented Matthew Macfadyen was left wasting away in obscurity. The director (or producers or whoever) aspired to be Cohen Brothers, but didn't even approach Blood Simple or Fargo with this convoluted film. During the first 20 minutes I was trying to figure out the genre: was it slapstick dark comedy or trendy horror, or would it soon break into a campy musical? Later on I figured out it was just an audience-punishing mess of undeserved navel gazing. The Pomeranians should have been given more screen time.