This movie (if you can call it that: where's the plot, the drama, the suspense, the COMEDY for goodness sake?!) is the worst piece of dreck I have seen in lord knows how long. Does this guy think he is profound? All the idiot references to time and space? This is like a paint by numbers diagram of a four year old's take on philosophy ... only done with dull grey paint... on tracing paper! Blathering on ... the actors are disconnected and uninvolved. The direction is oppressive and just moronic. This is not a movie. Cucinotta tries, but at least her previous directors had the horse sense to get her naked to some degree. Hutton is a bore. Seymour Cassel is wasted. Udo Kier is entirely miscast (and can't act). Natalie Shaw likewise can't act (she too should take off her clothes ... though I doubt it would help, her acting is so bad (though I am available for a date ... if she doesn't talk and does what I say!)). And was that Michael O'Keefe or Don Novello doing the bad Kevin Spacey imitation?! Alan Jacobs should go bring his prosaic overwrought approach to some career more suitable ... like ... like ... oh lord ... I don't want to insult anyone (else)! He should just stop directing. This movie doesn't even show a little creative soul. It's pretentiously vacant. Can you rate a "film" with negative numbers ... for sucking away your spirit and time? Argh!
Review of Just One Night
