Absolute dominion over all living things, and peanut butter blows his mind?!

Rating: 2/10 (18 November 1998)

To be fair, I should admit that I haven't actually seen this entire film: my wife and I left after about an hour, unable to stand the torture any more. This is one of the worst films I've ever seen.
From the hackneyed use of "media baron" as a central character; to Brad Pitt's apparent decision to abandon all actual acting technique, and simply hope that his soulful staring and preening will tell us all we need to know about his character (it worked for me - I believed that he was a moron) - very little about this film appealed to me.
And let me see if I've got this straight: Death, who has absolute dominion over the fate of every living organism who will ever live, falls into a catatonic euphoria over peanut butter?! Come on! Give us a Death who is so jaded by his power, that he can barely resist the temptation to monkey with people's lives once he makes an appearance in the material world - and then - yes, I could stand it for the sake of marketability - have the true love of an unforgettable woman awaken him to all that is miraculous about "our" world. Don't give us Forrest Gump in a saggy suit.
In sum, I found this remake too "by-the-numbers" to be anything special. It's almost as if the makers simply checked off the ingredient list from a Recipe for a Successful Date Movie: "Mix together a formidable foreign actor, a bankable Hollywood pretty boy, and a gorgeous young starlet. Have them play rich and beautiful people. Sprinkle in some quasi-mystical mumbo jumbo. Hope for movie magic."
Didn't happen for me here ...