the film on the whole approaches utter hack work. the direction vacillates between sloppy and grotesque heavy-handedness; it's like being beaten about the head with a two-by-four--not much in the way of subtlety. kingsley's good; shohreh aghdashloo is splendid; connelly's adequate in an underwritten, unsympathetic and utterly preposterous role. the story's basic concept is so weak to begin with, it's hard to suspend disbelief as much as we're asked to.