It's also not bad if you're a fan of Ms. Love Hewitt's ample bosom, or, for that matter, Ms. Weaver's comic skills, all of which conspire to make Heartbreakers a pleasant enough dark romp straight out of the Thirties tradition of grand screwball comedy. Once there, they scam their way into the toniest digs in town and begin hunting for a new quarry.
Heartbreakers is anything but subtle and therein lies the fun.
Hackman is clearly having a ball playing this slimy, hacking relic, and even Hewitt, an actress I've never quite been able to figure out, maintains a cool, chippie's glee throughout. It's an obvious effort through and through, but that doesn't seem to dampen its ridiculous charm one bit. Austin Chronicle Corp. All rights reserved.