I watched this movie in three stages. First, about 15 minutes in, I asked my wife "Why do I not care in the slightest if any of these boring people live or die?" But then, there were a few plot events that actually held me on the sofa, with only minimum trips to the refrigerator. Finally, toward the end, I could begin to see the plot beginning to melt down into one of those days at the track that is only possible if a 100-1 shot wins ever race. I stopped caring whodunit, or why, or how. It was refreshing, though, amid all the Hollywood junk, to see the lifestyles of the South African rich and famous, instead of their equally boring (and equally imaginary) American counterparts. Probably the first South African film I had seen since "The Gods Must Be Crazy"---and somewhat refreshing for that fact alone. I'm always astonished that such a small talent pool can make a picture even this good, when all the king's horses in Hollywood can so rarely put one together.
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