After sitting through two excrutiating hours of "What Women Want," I promised myself I'd never sit past the first hour of a movie simply for the sake of finishing it. I was checking the elapsed playing time of "Heartbreakers" after only fifteen minutes. The movie was unfunny. The script was plodding, and the plot was, well, just not there. The acting was mediocre - if Sigourney Weaver makes one more mistake like this, she'll end up doing infommercials. I hope she, Liotta, and Hackman were paid well, though I doubt all the money in the world could not compensate for the damage this may do to their careers. And speaking of money, who was paid off to get a PG-13 rating on this trashy piece of bad soft-porn.
Review of Heartbreakers
