If I'm not mistaken, this is one of the in-flight movies shown on the way to hell. (at least it would be for me.)
Never mind my staggering hatred for Mr. Dermot Mulroney - a hatred that includes his shallow soul-less eyes, cheesy faux-hunk grin, even his irritating name - but the inclusion of Debra Messing, who was apparently "made-up" and styled to look like something out of a quarter machine in this role, is enough to push anyone over the edge...
And Messing's self-conscious acting in this film is just as tacky as the fright-fest that is her hair...never have I been exposed to so many eerie shades of offensive orange in my lifetime... Some I didn't even know existed! (and frankly, I was happier without them.)
Awful visuals aside, the very concept of this story is ridiculously c...