There is just so much movie here. For some it may be too much. But in the same secretly sarcastic way most telemarketers say the phrase, the title of this one is particularly apt.

This film is so real. It treats its characters with so much care and sensitivity.

Unshakable, witty and deeply felt, the film will be paying emotional dividends for a long, long time.

A terrific literary drama and character piece that shows how the process of creating art can be seen differently by those doing it and those looking at it from the outside.

This is a beautiful looking Movie with sumptuous colors and a lot of Fandango. Everyone is dressed to the 9 and 1/2's. It can't help but be appealing on the surface and reminds one of Magazine ads or upscale Feminine advertising found in Vogue or some other slickness.The soundtrack is infectious as much as the "scenery" both animate and inanimate and the Actors are equal in the eye-candy department. But, unfortunately it all goes from there in a downward spiral of very vapid dialog and not much else to help it rise from the Erotica that is its central conceit.It is sensuous enough, if that's your cup of carnality. It is never lewd, just softly explicit and not at all shy about its pre-late-night-cable nudity and sexual activity. There is kind of a back story of inhibition and hang-ups, Lawyer shenanigans and Rich Folks wheeling and dealings. But that all takes a backseat in the this Limo driven, Pretty People, decadence of fun in the sun.Overall it is very pleasant to look at and is easy on the ears, when there is no dialog, so it is not the embarrassment many Critics make out. It is a kind of interesting, voyeuristic peek at the Jet Set. We see that with all their wealth and free living, there is as much or more Neurosis there as anywhere. It is just more colorful.

The biggest thing about this movie is how beautiful it is. Yes, symbols are somehow too transparent, plot and music a bit cheesy,a bit too superficial, but it is so beautiful that you kinda forget those things. actors are beautiful , setting is beautiful, sex scenes are beautiful. Very sensual, but making-love-in-the-light-of-a-setting-sun-on-the-beach kinda way. however the funny thing is that you will enjoy the film nevertheless and not only because of sex, but somehow this film is appealing. thought you understand the flaws of this film, you still get aesthetic pleasure on some basic, unspoiled by good taste and good movies level. I like this film because it proves that good film can be made in any genre. You should remember that this is an erotic film. otherwise, if you expect an independent film about love, you should watch something else.

I was up late in my hotel room and came across this movie on HBO. Wow! I guess it is supposed to be a cheap substitute for pornography, but without much real nudity, or acting. I don't even know what the plot was supposed to be. The disgusting victimization of the young woman in this movie is even hard to believe by Hollywood standards (if this garbage was even made in Hollywood). Avoid it at all costs. I feel sorry for the guy who's review is on the front page. (he apparently bought this crap!) I think the only reason I watched more than 10 minutes was because I thought the woman was Kelly McGillis in some early role before Witness and Top Gun. Seeing her topless was pretty much the only reason I even watched what I did. (yes, I'm ashamed)Epilogue: I went back and read most of the reviews and realize that I didn't watch long enough to get to the really graphic sex scene at the end (I'm glad), so apparently, the soft porn was a little harder than I thought; all the more reason to avoid seeing this movie (those images will stay in your head for life, do you really want them there?)

MovieAddict2009 probably has the best review for enthusiasts of this kind of film. Think high-budget soft-core passed off for mainstream entertainment. Oh well. Somebody had to do it.On a more serious note, the other reason this movie is so half-brained is the Mickey Rourke character. He's a good-looking, egotistical, to- clever-for-his-own-good, jerk who likes to toy with people because he can. He's used his traits to make himself a financial success and a man of mystery, only there's no real mystery to his character. He just likes being an aloof and detached idiot to satiate his own ego.Otis's character sums him up in the end, but it's such a long drawn out (and sex filled) affair that the coupling in the end hardly makes up for an emotionally vapid male character. That's what makes movies interesting. Yeah, sure, the sex scenes were titillating back then to those of us who didn't make a habit of watching these types of films, but, beyond that, there's not much else here.There's some sumptuous cinematography, some interesting music and sound effects trying to convey to us a sense of sensuousness and eroticism, but it's really all for naught. Without a bit more on why the James Wheeler character is who he is, we might as well have watched "Debbie does Dallas" or any of the other adult film offerings around at the time.The reason we have no insight into Wheeler, and the reason this isn't a better film (in spite of all the positive technical elements), is because Wheeler is not someone deserving of sympathy. His lack of romance is self inflicted because he thinks he can out think people and be clever to get what he wants. But even this doesn't come across very well in the film. He explains it in a bit of dialogue, but ... so what? Did he do it as a cheap thrill? Answer; yes.He's not hiding a deep family secret. He's not struggling with some inner turmoil. He's not trying to forget a bad romance. He's not coming to grips with any deep personal angst. No. He's just being a twit. What he really could've used was a right-cross to the chin to knock him on his backside. Now that's a movie!As an audience our reaction should be thus; "Wow, mister Wheeler. You're a real jerk, you know that?" But instead we find ourselves getting sucked into the icing on the cake, and ignoring the sweet inner bread portions of said cake. Yet, when all is said and done, we understand that we've been short changed, and it's no fault of the director. Heck, you can't even blame the screenwriter, assuming he based the script off of a real person.The one person to blame for this films fallen arches is the real person upon whom the James Wheeler is based.Beyond that, if you want to see sex, well, the nets filled with so called adult websites.