I'm a huge fan of John Hurt, Julian Rhind-Tutt, and Kyle MacLachlan (and a sometime fan of Christina Ricca), but even their considerable talents couldn't save this clunker. The plot -- an unsuccessful combo of a romantic comedy and a caper flick -- is improbable, and it fails; the dialog is often flat/trite/dead; Ricci, though an interesting and compelling presence, fails to make her character believable; and even though John Simm is wonderful as Frank the librarian, I didn't buy his passion for Ricci's character (the writer is to blame for final criticism and partly to blame for the third). What a waste of phenomenal talent and money, and a waste of 90 minutes of my life. Avoid this film.
