Meet Colin Vesti, an aspiring writer working as a book publisher's gopher. Colin's life is jolted when his best friend Nick, and his dad/roommate arrange for a not-so-romantic dinner for ... See full summary »
A performance artist has an affair with a call girl and then starts having a crisis over the adultery. Instead of ending the affair he undergoes a mass of self-analysis in the style of Woody Allen's psychoanalytic panic attacks.
It's safe to say I was disappointed in this flick. The whole "cop revenge" thing was just a distraction to the many topless models you see during the movie. That's if you actually sat through the entire thing. Personally, I'd stay for the first 15 minutes. In that 15 minutes, you see the scene in the convenience store where the cop in question shot and killed one of two robbers and the cashier (this event keeps recurring, which drives him to seek revenge on the other thief in the store), a parade in the opening credits of most of the models you'll see in the flick (if you stick around for it), a meaningless scene with the cop saying "hi" to his photographer girlfriend, and a pretty decent sleeping bag sex scene between them. Having sex in the cold of the desert night in a sleeping bag is quite fun, I guess. Well, that's the first 15. If you seen that, you know how the rest of the movie goes. The sleeping bag scene is the ONLY (and I do mean ONLY) thing that keeps this flick from getting an F. Poor, poor, poor!
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