Title: Ugh.
Product review: Difficult, even unlikable people make for often terrific movies, but what does some blackmailer have on Helen Mirren that she got stuck in a turd-stuffed turkey like this? What seems to make sense on the page has the life sucked out of it by the reliably low-wattage of Eric Stolz. Peter Fonda, likewise, seems to have wound up in this movie after losing a bet. You could change all of the names of the characters and it wouldn't matter. This is a plug and play film about generic intellectual X and how her selfish out-there-ness wears out her loved ones. Zzzzzzzz. This director clearly does not have the gift of getting worthwhile performances out of his actors.Anyone who already knows who Ayn Rand is won't benefit from seeing this movie(which has one of the most relentlessly irritating jazz scores I can think of). Anyone who doesn't yet know who Ayn Rand is will, after seeing this film, still not know.What a waste.
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