Winding Roads

I feel as if I have a duty to the movie viewing community to warn them about this poor excuse for a female-bonding, woman-empowerment film. Cliche laden plot threads and perfunctory acting turn this piece of fluff into a stone clunker. Only James Marsters is at all interesting in his desperate attempt to wring some emotion out of his insipid dialogue. When he's on screen the movie becomes almost good...but not quite. If you're in the mood for a liberating tale of female friendship, rewatch Thelma and Louise. If you're looking for James Marsters sink your teeth into a Buffy the Vampire Slayer rerun. Just don't take a wrong turn down these Winding Roads.