One Night At McCool's

Liv Tyler throws off her mantle of virginal purity, personified by Stealing Beauty and Onegin, to flaunt her considerable charms as a nymphomaniac airhead in this farcical sex comedy.

When it comes to robbery or murder, she acts on instinct and if she wants anything seduces the nearest male, usually in slow motion, surrounded by a blaze of coloured lights. Understandably, since she delivers on time and in full, the fellas fall like ninepins.

She doesn't want fame or fortune. She wants a DVD player, a fountain in the living room and a whole house to decorate.

Bartender Randy (Matt Dillon) loses his job because of her. Detective Dehling (John Goodman) shreds his evidence. Carl (Paul Reiser), the lawyer, exposes his weakness for leather and the contract killer with a Liberace wig (Michael Douglas) is disarmed.

Blatently sexist, the film has a centrefold mentality, with violent overtones. Harold Zwart directs in the style of a trucker, tossing subtlety out the cab.

Dillon's flair for comedy (There's Something About Mary) is ignored. Reiser has the best lines, Goodman is miscast and Douglas enjoys dressing up like a Miami pimp. As for Tyler, she's given preferential treatment by the camera and towers over these small men.