Rowena (Halle Berry) is a journalist trying to nail a Senator for bad behavior until her story gets squashed because “Powerful men protect powerful men.” But it’s not until Grace – the strange woman with smeared eye-makeup – shows up on a subway platform to deliver information that Rowena’s best lead begins. It seems that Harrison Hill (Bruce Willis) Manhattan’s big-time ad exec has a hobby of murdering some of his conquests. With the help of Miles (Giovanni Ribisi) Rowena’s colleague, the two set up a plan to make her Hill’s next victim. This movie has good news and bad news. The good news is that it has won the award for the most and loudest product placement in history, while the bad news is that it’s clearly the worst movie this year. Where does one begin to find the holes in this movie? Shall we start with the fact that no journalist could afford an apartment in the Upper West side’s Ansonia building? Or that it seems ludicrous that the very man (Willis) married to an evil woman who owns his company, would actually sleep with the very women she employs? Or how about the fact that the beautiful wife with all the money doesn’t just leave him? While all these questions cross your mind, you’ll find comfort in one fact: How great Halle Berry and various Victoria Secret models look parading around in sexy push-up bras. Berry has a strange habit of picking the wrong roles for her career, not to mention her choices tend to project her as a very cold actress. Half of a tiara. Barely.
