Robert Downey's expression when he realizes that he's dealing with not one but both of his girlfriends is priceless. Other than that, this movie is just ridiculous. It's done in an improv style and it comes off as pretentious and an exercise in banality. The actors try to sound intelligent and come off sounding juvenile and whiny. Downey does what he can with the given material but Heather Graham and Natasha Wagner give excruciatingly bad performances here. The movie plays like a reading session for a film rather than polished. After this movie was over, I felt like a dog that had just been kicked. I might have even made the same sound a dog makes when it's kicked. An ex-girlfriend of mine told me that she met James Toback in a bookstore years ago and that he was a real weirdo. He asked her if he could watch her sleep and use that as a reference in writing her a screen role. Watching this movie, I completely believe the story. This guy obviously has issues and making a movie where a guy spends an hour talking his way out of a really bad situation just confirms that. There's one point where he actually fakes a suicide for the sole purpose of shock and.... look, see this movie. I'm not recommending it, it's just so utterly ridiculous that it begs to be made fun of. This is a real chock but it's funny chock. Rating: 1/2* out of *****.
