Blessed... disciples of Hippocrates. My heart is torn in two. It aches with guilt from my abominable crimes, yet it is filled with love for this... sanctuary, this place of healing, and it sings with Beethoven's immortal "Ode To Joy" where all men... become... brothers!
I think this movie is a triumph. It is a miracle. It is a flawed film, but bulletproof, because all of its flaws aid the film's tone. "We've got a blind date with destiny and it looks like she just ordered the lobster." Also, Claire Florani and Ben Stiller's chemistry is beautiful. Y'all know I'm right.