Catch and Release

Release yourself from boredom by giving it a miss.

A ghastly sort of Nora Ephron-ish good taste pervades this romcom-tearjerker.

Juliette Lewis helps break the monotony with a sparkling turn as a ditsy skeleton in the dead fiancé's closet and Kevin Smith spouts a few good zingers as the slacker housemate. Sadly it's not enough to catch and keep hold of your interest.

A film with a fishing metaphor for a title should have come with sharper hooks.

Sadly lifeless.

I was pleasantly surprised.

The film slowly and credibly builds a bridge between two diametrically opposite individuals. Call it another little triumph.

A story of self-discovery Catch and Release is ... well it's horribly, horribly dull is what it is. It's like an entire season of a mediocre primetime soap opera squeezed into a couple of hours.

...harbours a secret crush on Gray but, hey, so does everybody, since Gray has fairies and butterflies flying out of her vagina.

Suffice it to say that when the best thing you can say about a movie is the soundtrack was decent (catch the old Lemonheads tune in the beginning), it's not worth the trip to the theater.