All of Tyler s jiggling would be for naught if a pro like Goodman weren t there to suffer spasms of lust. One Night at McCool's Directed by Harald Zwart Starring Liv Tyler, Matt Dillon, John Goodman, Paul Reiser, Reba McEntire and Michael Douglas Rated R Visualize a pretty young woman and a handsome young man heading for the bedroom. She has just suggested that she wants to show him what she really wants , so naturally he begins unzipping his trousers en route to the bed. Oblivious to his loud boxers, she sits and begins swooning over the motley scrapbook of home furnishings and decor comprising her dreams of material comfort. While this production from Michael Douglas is being touted as a sexy romantic comedy, it's more precise to think of it as big, loud fun for when you're feelin' dumb.
Laughter is inevitable, so long as one checks one's humanity at the door.
Taking its cues from the notion that a girl with great assets will turn men into asses, McCool's focuses upon Milla Jovovich or Jennifer Love-Hewitt or Liv Tyler or one of those actresses, if you can tell the difference. So Tyler plays Jewel Valentine, an incarnation of erotic electricity who also happens to be a selfish, manipulative monster. She'll have none of that, however, and quickly integrates herself into his ratty old fixer-upper, left to him by his dear mother. Employing the lusty knave and his house as stepping stones toward realizing her dream of domestic bliss, the girl ruthlessly exploits her gifts to get what she wants. In a bad Midwestern shirt and Cro-Magnon hairpiece copied from the one Steve Van Zandt wears on The Sopranos , Douglas gives himself the vanity role in his vanity project, playing unctuous and crudely cool.