The Sweet Life

You know you have a problem when one of your minor characters (but more famous person) takes up most of the space on your DVD box.

I was wrestling between a few good and a many very poor elements in this picture.

The lead was charming but in a way you've seen a thousand times before. Old jokes. Very tired and old jokes.

Nice guy can't find love. But done in a very stale, direct and familiar way. The crazy ex's vignettes thing has been done before and never works.

Some of these low-budget movies seem to cast the first person who walks through the door. They were not bad actors but not quite good for the roles.

I think I have decided what is the most annoying word that a woman can speak, and it was used a lot in the beginning of this movie: "WOOO!" In conjunction with heavy metal devil horns and my manly parts crawl up into my body (and I'm not a picky man!). (The often-misused word "amazing" is #2.)

What was Joan Jett doing there? I thought she was a Joan Jett lookalike and, to my shock, found out it was HER. Was she actually drunk and wandered into the production? Why would she bother?

I did like the message. Respect people, whoever they are. But it ended up being so clunky and day-old. New York movies seem to insist there is a charm about all these rough-edged people and dirty streets. I don't see it.

All these people seem to be so very tired. Probably 'cause they've been in all those other tired New York movies.