Not once in the whole silly exercise does he approximate a genuine emotion. Unable to dramatize marital love, he sells it, as if he were pitching perfume. Having nothing credible to play, Moore and Harrelson strike poses of love and anguish.

| Jun 7, 2018

| Original Score: C | Sep 7, 2011

| Original Score: 2/5 | Jan 1, 2000

It is artificial and manipulative, and in the real world this sort of thing would never happen in this way, but then that's why we line up at the ticket window: We want to leave the real world, for a couple of hours, anyway.

| Original Score: 3/4 | Jan 1, 2000

| Original Score: C | Apr 7, 1993