In a movie about an American screenwriter (Wayne Rogers) who is sent to Paris to doctor a sick script, one wishes that art would imitate art. Producer-director-writer Frank (Desperate Characters) Gilroy's script certainly could have used a bit of surgery. Rogers—in a nicely understated departure from M*A*S*Hs wisecracking Trapper John—is in one of those midlife crises that seem to befall movie characters who have been married eight years with two wonderful children and never a thought for another woman. Not, at least, until someone slinky like Gayle Hunnicutt comes along. The script does allow for a fine acting debut by Jack Lenoir as a strange, chummy chauffeur. The picture of charm one minute and darkly suspicious the next, he creates what interest there is. (Unrated)
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