Wow! It slides into kitsch so effortlessly. Like butter. It reminded me a bit of 'The Day The Clown Cried'. More misguided than 'The Canyons', but less than 'Schindler's List'. Not that it isn't fascinating with a capital F. I felt sorry for the actors. Particularly Jacobi. Goldblum has a problem with zee accent. It comes and goes. It's a bit like watching a train wreck.