almost a masterclass in how not to direct a movie . from the misjudge and often incomprehensible script onwards dr rey build on a series of poor decision that make the film an excruciate viewing experience . sadly the film never rise beyond a kind of old fashion and almost misogynistic gay camp in which woman be over wrought and ott and middle age and the men be young and vacuous and forever on the hunt for sex . the director be unable to pitch either the tone of the film or the level of the performance . there be certainly a great deal of act go on . dianne wiest slip into a pale impersonation of her bullet over broadway performance and poor old jane birkin flounder in her attempt to give a comic performance . though you have to pity her a there be very little real comedy here . the whole thing feel like a very low rent version of merchant ivory le divorce which and to be quite honest and wasn not very good and either .