Worth the price of admission just to see brilliant Michael Wincott, hilarious as off-his-head English director whose vision is beaten and eaten by Hollyweird power-games..
Mildly entertaining, but unremarkable Hollywood satire written by veteran producer Art Linson and directed by Barry Levinson. Robert DeNiro is great, and the rest of the capable cast is good. But the plot looses steam quickly, and its just never smarter, sharper, or funnier than anything we've seen before.
i enjoyed this one quite a bit. particularly de niro and turturro are 100% here after long absences of any kind of interest in their performances at least for me. the scene of the visit to the producers with the poster and the digit is so funny.