To call the points JGL tries to score simplistic (hey, commercials and Cosmo covers sell sex too; what are
insipid romance movies but porn for, like, chicks?)
The
movie goes everywhere but up, failing to generate interest in the longevity of two annoying characters who insist on making a bad situation worse for themselves, with the production insisting it's creating something of a
romance when it's actually inspiring a headache with this achingly
insipid effort.