This movie is stuffed like a tortilla with like six different genres. Which is fine. But it's like Taco Bell tortilla. It's all mushy inside. Now get this straight cause I'm only going to say it once. Kathy Bates plays a housewife who's only joy is to hear her favorite singer Victor Fox (Jonathan Pryce). He is killed the same time her husband (Dan Ayckroyd) leaves her. On impulse, she goes to London to Victor's funeral and meets his lover (Rupert Everett)and together, they decide to hunt down the serial killer who killed Victor. Oh, it's a comedy, I mean drama, I mean . . . i don't know what the hell this is.
And there's a dwarf. Who easily steals the film. Why? Because she's funny, spunky and a joy to watch. She is played by Meredith Eaton.
The rest of the film is a train wreck. A well shot train wreck but a train wreck none the less. Or was that a tortilla. I can't remember. My brain hurts.
And there's a dwarf. Who easily steals the film. Why? Because she's funny, spunky and a joy to watch. She is played by Meredith Eaton.
The rest of the film is a train wreck. A well shot train wreck but a train wreck none the less. Or was that a tortilla. I can't remember. My brain hurts.