Hopelessly unfunny romantic comedy, hopelessly dull, hopelessly clichéd and just really really all-round bad. Is there any low-budget film out there without a compulsory funny - and sometimes very "wise" - gay character? Then there is the black female sidekick; totally unfunny and quite trite. But these are the least of the film's problems. There is the plot full of monster-clichés, clichés so huge they couldn't fit in only one half of the cosmos. The PC-ness is considerable and reaches new heights of pure stupidity; there is a scene in which Nick tells an old corporation guy that toothpicks are environmentally unfriendly and "so 80s". That's right, this is all the world needed: to find out that we'd have three more trees and less of an ozone layer problem if we manufactured and used less toothpicks. Save the trees! Or how about the PC ending, with Nick coming up with some half-brained solution for using old metal or something like that. Then we have the ultimate PC moment: the black female sidekick telling Jane that she shouldn't have attacked the woman she caught - and who works with her - in her boyfriend's bed but that she should have only cut his balls off. I.e. "sisters are doin' it for themselves"! "Lesbos unite"! "Girl Power"! "It's always the man's fault"! "Kill all penises!" What a pathetic script, what lifeless direction, what a lousy cast, and what a nice opportunity to doze off for 90 minutes instead.