a an actor mike binder isn not much . but at a director he rid the crest of sappiness and use only what he can borrow from the well of old movie . i have never see a writer director so incapable of come up with something new . at best he a mediocre tv director . man about town be about a guy who work too much and eventually learn that he need to spend time with his family . woo and there a plot . affleck and normally decent and sleepwalks through the role . romjin and normally hot and exciting and be listless and dull . the rest of the cast be throwaway ( except hesse and who could have have more screen time ) . but it the story or lack thereof that make this a waste . there no real explanation of anyone motif and you never really find anything out . the story build to various climax which be suddenly diffuse in order to continue towards the end a if the director be ready to resolve something but need more time . nasty violence happen out of the blue and out of character . the point seem to be to get affleck to realize that he love his wife and can forgive her adultery . along the way comic relief be offer grade b 1950s style represent people stand in corner have door slam in their face while phone conversation happen where a be talk to b but c think a be talk to him so while character yell and posture about thing that come into their head separate from any storyline . presumably binder have a sense of all this and so resort to the lazy trick represent it narrate throughout . you can not follow it anyway but if you fast forward ( a you want to ) you lose any possible sense of continuity that the worthless narration ( affleck read his journal ) might give . all in all and a complete waste of time represent no laugh and no love and no drama and no eureka . nada .