What a horrid vanity piece! Went to a sneak preview (in other words it didn't cost me a red cent) and squirmed right from the start. This movie is proof that not everyone can act OR direct (or write). Apparently the stars went to the ACT WITH YOUR HANDS Drama School. And they are awfully proud of their rather average bodies. One hilarious scene had the main character NOT remembering that his grandmother gave him a book of poetry. (Please....what grandmother gives a paperback copy of some little known poet's works to her grandson to whom she is not the least bit close?!) But he did just so happen to recall she had marked a certain poem from which the movie derived its title. Okay....cut them some slack. And the gaffe of seeing the modesty panel in one nude scene when they are discussing moviestar shyness almost seemed to be intentional but after seeing the rest of the movie I would never give this crowd that much credit. I felt bad for Kelsey, Pamela and Jason. How did they get stuck in this pile of doodoo?! And the rubber "private parts"!!! Boy were my sides aching from that over-extended gag! HO HO HO....no wait. I'm lying and trying to search for something positive to say about this movie. Too late. I've already dug its grave. STAY FAR AWAY FROM THIS FILM!
