I have never called a movie "the worst I've ever seen" after writing over 200 reviews here on IMDb, so this isn't an exaggeration.
This movie should be accompanied by a Frenchman Cliché bingo card. Smokes heavily, infinitely in tune with nature and food, infinitely charming and loved by one and all, lover of all beauty, superior to Americans and not afraid to point out why, sex obsessed and not afraid to hump leg of partner's wife, and wine snob. Bingo! There was zero chemistry between the protagonists who ate and drank their way across a small swath of France. Another game to play while watching this disaster would be to count how many times Diane Lane lets out a sigh (hint: over 100) every time she is overwhelmed by the beauty of all things French, or maybe it was just her wondering why anyone would cast her in a leading role? Alex Baldwin is the only thing good about this bomb but don't expect him to save the day because he only has a cameo role abandoning ship in the first ten minutes.
The whole premise of the film is ridiculous: a married woman drives to Paris from the southern coast with her husband's business partner. She is supposed to be the wife of a movie producer yet she acts like she's never had a glass of wine or has eaten in a restaurant before that didn't use plastic utensils. There wasn't a single intelligent dialogue exchange in the entire movie.
When the director isn't boring us to death by showing people eat and drink she bored us with dialogue plagiarized from Wikipedia.
"Did you know that this region is called Provence because it was a province of Rome?"
Or "Did you know that it was the Romans who started wine making in France?" "I did not know that."
Of course she didn't because she's a complete idiot.
This movie should be accompanied by a Frenchman Cliché bingo card. Smokes heavily, infinitely in tune with nature and food, infinitely charming and loved by one and all, lover of all beauty, superior to Americans and not afraid to point out why, sex obsessed and not afraid to hump leg of partner's wife, and wine snob. Bingo! There was zero chemistry between the protagonists who ate and drank their way across a small swath of France. Another game to play while watching this disaster would be to count how many times Diane Lane lets out a sigh (hint: over 100) every time she is overwhelmed by the beauty of all things French, or maybe it was just her wondering why anyone would cast her in a leading role? Alex Baldwin is the only thing good about this bomb but don't expect him to save the day because he only has a cameo role abandoning ship in the first ten minutes.
The whole premise of the film is ridiculous: a married woman drives to Paris from the southern coast with her husband's business partner. She is supposed to be the wife of a movie producer yet she acts like she's never had a glass of wine or has eaten in a restaurant before that didn't use plastic utensils. There wasn't a single intelligent dialogue exchange in the entire movie.
When the director isn't boring us to death by showing people eat and drink she bored us with dialogue plagiarized from Wikipedia.
"Did you know that this region is called Provence because it was a province of Rome?"
Or "Did you know that it was the Romans who started wine making in France?" "I did not know that."
Of course she didn't because she's a complete idiot.