A shocking idea in 1968, but just kind of silly in 2001. Then the plot becomes infuriating. Keanu Reeves can be a very good actor, but he is misdirected here. The subplots aren't handled any better. She has a downstairs neighbor.
Reeves thinks they're having an affair.
I hope it's not a trend, but this is the second film about a driven megalomaniac who falls in love with a beautiful young woman who is suffering from an incurable disease I've seen in the past two months. Autumn in New York was the other, with Wynona Ryder and Richard Gere. I saw it on an airplane, and halfway through I pressed the flight attendant call button to see if I could trade my kosher meal for a parachute. Sweet November is worse. D Please give Joel Siegel your comments .