I don't like what this represents

Rating: Null/10 (14 June 2002)

This is a typical follow up movie for a director who finds success with famous actors in truly ambitious films (of course I can't think of an example at the time). It's a good theatre movie, but watching it at home - look! famous people! Look lesser, younger famous people playing themselves!- it just seems to enjoy the flashy clothes, exotic situations and surplus of 20 million or slightly less costly actors more than I did watching it. And the whole no sex in a big movie, just-a- complicated-past arc is too dull for me. I hate to see it, but this is typical boring movie crap. It's not bad, it's just that Steven Soderberg seems content to rest on his laurels - I suppose this is because backers will note the critical success of "Traffic", note his track record with Julia Roberts and the financial success of this and shower him with diamonds and whatnot - congrats boy-o, you're a professional now! The weird thing is is that I never had a problem with anyone's success (ie Anthony Hopkins) until I saw this. It's just that he sold out so viciously. I mean, Julia Roberts as a muse? Please.