Critic Reviews

A giddy comic fantasy, full of romance, chicanery and beguiling, sophisticated players.

One of the season's most watchable treats.

Wry and sometime bitter movie about love.

Jaglom's quickest and funniest picture in years and the most accessible.

Many of the story lines offer only superficial insight into the characters; Silver's rich but unhappy mogul has been done far too many times.

It isn't a good movie, but it is diverting, a showcase for Anouk Aimee, Greta Scacchi and Ron Silver, and a peephole on behind-the-scenes moves.

Festival in Cannes is definitely Jaglomesque, but can't get that tricky balance right -- the result is a picture as charmingly insubstantial as the world it invokes.

Makes compromises itself, but only because of its small budget and its director's mixed dark-and-rosy vision, at once cynical and sentimental. Yet at least it has a vision -- of both life and cinema.

Has shades of such oleaginous insider-treading as "The Player" and "Celebrity," but the mood, like the lighting, is altogether sunnier.

Takes us into the heart of the desperate, needy, funny, alternately glamorous and sleazy world of the international movie business.