There are so many implausibilities, clichés and saccharine moments in this painfully eye-averting paean to platitude, where even the dream sequences fail to be distinguishable from the "real", that it's all the more distressing to find the commendable performances by the cast marred by this juvenile plot. Those performances manage to deliver on the tasteful if bawdy humor to provide some relief from the otherwise almost unendurable silliness of this epitome of chick flicks, but not enough to finally pull this thing out of its writer's cramp. Make sure you're with someone warm and cuddly when you sit down to this one so the hour and a half isn't wasted.
Review of Shadows in the Sun
