It's a wickedly reliable con. Max, disguising herself anew as the imperious Ulga Yevanova, has an amusingly dopey Russian accent she uses to woo Tensy. Page pouts a lot and wears the kind of bosom-conscious outfits Hewitt fans expect. The movie seems all set to offer us a slick, dirty good time. Then it goes flat, devolves into something phony, mercenary and overdressed.
Heartbreakers turns into two movies.
The other, showcasing Hewitt and Lee, is shallow and grating. But the script falls down too. Mira Sorvino and Lisa Kudrow. But I'm not sure even they could have made the young-love scenes in Heartbreakers work well. Romy and Michelle was also about swindles, but gentler, kinder ones.