A group of fine actors play utterly egocentric monsters in a testosterone-scented shared house where women are mere sex toys (with the occasional banal line of dialogue when a string is pulled). Spacey's character is the most sympathetic, possibly because we're used to seeing him as a villain, but Chazz Palminteri was much more likeable in the Usual Suspects. The closest this gets to comedy is when Eddie (Sean Penn) character tries to read some significance into Phil's (Palminteri) death. Apart from a few scenes in cars, it looks and feels like a stage play, and sounds more like a two-hour whine with occasional pieces of rant.
Review of Hurlyburly
