When we first meet them, working their wiles, throwing their curves and turning men into patsies, they're gorgeous, smart and funny. For a while, it's a stylish modern variation on all those sophisticated, hilarious and lightly cynical pictures about great American con games, once a staple of Hollywood's Golden Age. Then reality creeps in. Neither the stars nor their characters are quite what they promised. Revolving around con games and con artists, like many of the best American comedies, these were films where the star couple cheated, lied and tricked each other in posh settings right up to their last-second clinch.
Heartbreakers starts with some sparkle but muffs a good opportunity.
Then we see them cruising the beaches, bars and Internet, looking for rich bachelors they can seduce and abandon. 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.