Who's in It: Heather Graham, Tom Cavanaugh
The Basics: Oh, boo-hoo, foxy Graham is unlucky at love! In what universe again? Which Manhattan is this? Anyway, she hangs out with her just-this-much-too-devoted brother Cavanaugh until they both wind up — BOI-OI-OI-OI-OINNNNG!!! — falling for the same woman. Can you even believe it? Lesbianism! Hyuk-hyuk-hyuk!
What's the Deal? It's an only-in-the-big-wacky-city love triangle that fakes sophistication so that its target demographic of presumed not-as-with-it Midwesterners will feel safe and comfy in its condescending arms. Way to go, "New Queer Cinema" revolution of the early 1990s. You just ate your own tail again for the millionth time.
What Else Sucks: It gets all excited about what a screwball comedy it wishes it was — everyone trying to keep up the banter-y pace and making everything feel desperate by comparison to actual old-fashioned screwball comedies. And remember when Graham was in reasonably decent movies like Drugstore Cowboy and Boogie Nights, and she had amazing "we're-high-and-weird" moments with Julianne Moore? Well, thinking of that and then seeing her in this is just depressing.
Percentage of the Film's Running Time Devoted to Behaving Like a "Coming-Out" Episode of According to Jim: 50
Ray of Gay-ish Light: Alan Cumming is in it. He always perks things up a bit — even if he's playing hetero.