"Like a summer camp for movie stars." That's the total of my 2002 review. Not sure what I meant when I wrote that 22 years ago. Maybe that Julia Roberts, et al, didn't have to play to type? Dunno. I have completely forgotten this movie, except that we see David Duchovny's character's dead body, dead from autoerotic asphyxiation. YIKES! (
Loews Church St, Harvard Square)
