Fails to be as exciting or as sensuous as it should be due to the fact that it's populated by some of the most unlikable characters to grace a movie in years.
| Original Score: 2/5
Shallow without being fun or sexy, the picture is a well-meaning but ponderous bore. The characters are dull, their ruminations tedious and uninvolving and the relationship insights banal.
The real question, is who cares?
The movie moves forward in a reductive will-they-or-won't-they-cheat fashion, without much depth or character-driven insight.
| Original Score: 2/4
The actors try their best to transcend the flimsy script and unappealing direction, but ultimately the movie offers a mostly hollow experience that delivers a night that you will struggle to remember.
An hour and a half of pan-American todger-teasing.
Here, as in a cosmetics ad, the performers are assigned to telegraph desire as characters defined by visual stereotype, their empty chatter decorated with facile metaphors.
an exercise in suspenseful romance that doesn't quite know where to go with its story
| Original Score: 2.5/5
The film's characters are stick figures articulating and acting out rote issues of monogamy, loyalty and betrayal.
| Original Score: 1.5/4
'Last Night' is an empty exercise in sheer self-regard, a tedious, lifeless trawl through the secret lives of the rich and beautiful.
| Original Score: 1/5
Yet both mumblecore and Tadjedin share a certain narcissistic self-reflection that immediately assumes audiences are interested in the lives of their characters.
Suspenseful though it is, the movie is quiet to the point of being sleepy, and Worthington is simply not working out as a screen star.
Worthington is so wooden it's a wonder rubbing up against Mendes doesn't cause him to spontaneously combust.
It's quite enjoyable, and the ending is very good -- I just didn't believe a moment of it.
A tedious marital morality play with superficial characters.
A tedious, two-hour crisis of conscience, presenting a myriad of choices - the best of which is to wait and see this on dvd, if at all.
| Original Score: 3/10
He's withheld and she's, frankly, grating. So we don't really care if they weather the current storm, because sooner or later they're bound to get divorced, anyway.
It's the sort of movie that thinks cutting between two different stories makes it art. Usually, it feels like an exercise in art. There's a lot of calisthenics but very little beauty or truth or whatever it is the movie is going for.
Never a point at which one is able to work up any enthusiasm or interest in the central characters' ongoing exploits.
The glossy Manhattan footage, as hermetic as Woody Allen's rendition of New York, is engagingly expensive-looking at least, but the cast is barely given anything to work with.