Working neither as a drama, comedy nor romance this would be pretty unwatchable if it wasn’t for the star power and burning talents of the two leads. Sarandon works her socks off to try and bring some sweet affection to a character who is all but diagnosed bi-polar. Portman’s dour wet blanket was definitely raw fucking her cousin. Tell me I’m wrong?
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