Review of Strange Bedfellows

I made a special trip into London to see this film on its outing at the Raindance Film Festival. What a waste of a train fare and my time. I had to keep reminding myself that this was not a film made in the 1950s but in the new millennium. The story had potential, but was delivered with such offensive heavy-handed "humor" that I had to wonder if Paul Hogan was terrified that if he introduced any subtlety into his performance someone might think that deep down he was gay. As for the truly talented Michael Caton, he looked throughout as though he wished he was anywhere but in this sad little film. It would have been interesting to see the same film made by the wonderful people who brought us "The Castle" and "The Dish". Or even to have handed it over to an experienced French director capable of giving the story and the characters a modicum of depth and shading.