Picks and Pans Review: The Night We Never Met
Matthew Broderick, Annabella Sciorra, Kevin Anderson
In this decidedly low-rent romantic comedy, three strangers become involved in a time-share of a Greenwich Village apartment. Anderson, a Wall Street broker who holds the lease, is getting married and moving out, but wants to keep the place for a few nights a week of beer and bonhomie with the boys. Broderick, who lives in an overcrowded flat not far away, wants a few nights of privacy per week to get his life and heart back together after being dumped by his girl (Jeanne Tripplehorn). And Sciorra needs the pad to paint and get away from her controlling husband (Michael Mantell). Broderick and Sciorra fall in love through an exchange of notes and culinary offerings, but in a supposedly hilarious case of mistaken identity, she winds up in bed with the crass Anderson.
With the possible exception of the always winning Sciorra, nothing in The Night We Never Met works. The structure is disjointed and the performances—notably that of Tripplehorn in a pointless, ill-fitting French accent—abysmal. And the script is not even unintentionally funny. Screenwriter-director Warren Leight tries to wring humor out of such tired targets as yuppies, vegetarians and foreigners bewildered by ze Engleesh. (R)
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