Jill Fitzpatrick is a 28-year old, street-smart, out-of-work private investigator wishing she wasn't celibate. Eager for the taste of adrenaline, she accepts a job investigating the disappearance of Mickey, a young female student. Jill quickly strikes a spark with the seductive Diana, Mickey's poetry lecturer. But it is not long before Mickey's strangled body is found. Distrusting the cops, Mickey's grief-stricken parents ask Jill to find her murderer. Jill is soon hurled into a passionate liaison with Diana as she enters the surprisingly seamy underworld of Mickey's life, looking for clues to her murder. For whom did Mickey write her sexually charged poems? What is the connection between Mickey and her two favorite poets? Who is leaving threatening messages in verse on Jill's answering machine? Blinded by her passion, Jill is compromised in her search for the truth - until her own life is in danger. Written by
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The book (on which this movie was based on) is supposed to be groundbreaking, fusing poetry and mystery. Judging by the few snatches of poetry allowed in the movie and some interesting dialogue, that might be true. The movie, however, fails on so many points - maybe only the cinematography is not bad - that it's useless to enumerate them. Even the graphic sex scenes get boring after awhile. Most of the actors are not convincing, except for two: Abbie Cornish who plays the captivating young poet Mickey, and in a more limited way, Marton Csokas as Nick. Cornish steals the scene whenever she shows up. Otherwise, and specially as a mystery, the movie completely fails.
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