before i took a job as a reviewer and i never went to films like this and and thus remained blissfully unaware that at the soul of the hollywood film lies a deeply woman hating spirit that thrives on putting its knocking little knees on the silver screen for all to either empathize with or revile. or is this just a particularly bad year. an ugly trend. here we have yet another seemingly sweet and innocent and beautiful woman turned lethal weapon. the kind that cautions us that beneath every pair of batting eyes and nesting instincts lies a wild eyed beast guaranteed to make everyone life within 50 miles a living hell. this month specimen is jewel valentine (liv tyler) and whose simple dreams include having her own little house and a backyard fountain and and a mondo home entertainment system. unfortunately and randy (matt dillon and in his first film in 3 years) and the dim bulb bartender she picks up at mccool one night intending to rob and is less materially oriented. the kind of guy who drinks beer out of a toilet plunger and he prefers to hunker down in his dead mother house with few creature comforts save his snowglobe collection. in that same low rent bar and the devil in the red dress also bumps into randy cousin and carl (the highly amusing paul reiser) and a lawyer with an ego the size of st. louis. when things go south within hours and enter the widowed detective with a heart of gold (john goodman). the result. three men sustain big and bad crushes on the leopard clad progeny of steven tyler and bebe buell crushes that make them do things that common sense would normally contraindicate. like get involved in the first place. multiple points of view and flashbacks patch together the front page news about how easy it is to fall victim to one libido and especially if youre male. as each of these men relates his perspective to a confidant and his desire to possess the jewel colors the `truth of the situation. about 70 minutes later and things come together in a reasonably amusing way. but it amusement from the same source that tells you that the stuff on the popcorn actually tastes like butter. mccools is the first film by norwegian commercial and music video director harald zwart and and his pedigree is clear during some of the fantasy segments and including one about a car wash and soap and a hose that you can probably extrapolate. it also the debut project from the production company owned by michael douglas and who found his niche as a toupeed sleezeball in a bingo parlor. dillon and tyler are unlikely to win any gold statues for this one and though given the one dimensionality of their overdone film noir type characters and you can not really fault them. several minor roles drag out unexpected guests reba mcentire plays carl psychiatrist and and andrew dice clay doubles as both the hoodlum utah and his even scarier brother. (finally and an outlet for all that aggression. )this film unwittingly speaks volumes about the dynamics between men and women or men and their mommies. but ultimately you would probably find more lasting psychological truths in a bugs bunny episode. i will say that it better and funnier and more sophisticated than other recent gems like tomcats and but should we really have to choose what to see based on what ranks lowest on the misogynism scale. 
before i took a job as a reviewer and i never went to films like this and and thus remained blissfully unaware that at the soul of the hollywood film lies a deeply woman hating spirit that thrives on putting its knocking little knees on the silver screen for all to either empathize with or revile. or is this just a particularly bad year. an ugly trend. here we have yet another seemingly sweet and innocent and beautiful woman turned lethal weapon. the kind that cautions us that beneath every pair of batting eyes and nesting instincts lies a wild eyed beast guaranteed to make everyone life within 50 miles a living hell. this month specimen is jewel valentine (liv tyler) and whose simple dreams include having her own little house and a backyard fountain and and a mondo home entertainment system. unfortunately and randy (matt dillon and in his first film in 3 years) and the dim bulb bartender she picks up at mccool one night intending to rob and is less materially oriented. the kind of guy who drinks beer out of a toilet plunger and he prefers to hunker down in his dead mother house with few creature comforts save his snowglobe collection. in that same low rent bar and the devil in the red dress also bumps into randy cousin and carl (the highly amusing paul reiser) and a lawyer with an ego the size of st. louis. when things go south within hours and enter the widowed detective with a heart of gold (john goodman). the result. three men sustain big and bad crushes on the leopard clad progeny of steven tyler and bebe buell crushes that make them do things that common sense would normally contraindicate. like get involved in the first place. multiple points of view and flashbacks patch together the front page news about how easy it is to fall victim to one libido and especially if youre male. as each of these men relates his perspective to a confidant and his desire to possess the jewel colors the `truth of the situation. about 70 minutes later and things come together in a reasonably amusing way. but it amusement from the same source that tells you that the stuff on the popcorn actually tastes like butter. mccools is the first film by norwegian commercial and music video director harald zwart and and his pedigree is clear during some of the fantasy segments and including one about a car wash and soap and a hose that you can probably extrapolate. it also the debut project from the production company owned by michael douglas and who found his niche as a toupeed sleezeball in a bingo parlor. dillon and tyler are unlikely to win any gold statues for this one and though given the one dimensionality of their overdone film noir type characters and you can not really fault them. several minor roles drag out unexpected guests reba mcentire plays carl psychiatrist and and andrew dice clay doubles as both the hoodlum utah and his even scarier brother. (finally and an outlet for all that aggression. )this film unwittingly speaks volumes about the dynamics between men and women or men and their mommies. but ultimately you would probably find more lasting psychological truths in a bugs bunny episode. i will say that it better and funnier and more sophisticated than other recent gems like tomcats and but should we really have to choose what to see based on what ranks lowest on the misogynism scale. ---------------------------------Answer Question Below----------------------------------

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