Whoever made this movie dropped enouch acid to make the walls rotate before he sat down to write it.And I know this because the movie starts out simple, familiar, and obviously the mainstrem debut of a classic indie filmmaker. But he just can't let go easily because he adds such randomness at various points that make no senseand are just plain confusing.
I was happy with the plot set up: two angels are sent by God to put two people together, because he's unhappy with the divorce rate. The chosen two are your classic opposites sides of the tracks people. Cameron Diaz is a rich little spoiled brat, and Ewan McGregor just got fired by her dad. In an attempt to...I dunno, liek revenge or something, he storms the boss's apartment when she happens to be there. Chaos ensues, and with her help, they eventually escape, she as his hostage. Then, the classic kidnapper-kidnappee love story with humor and role reversals follows.
The angels are distracting enough, with over the top, weird, nonsensical performances by Holly Hunter and Delroy Lindo. but at one point, they begin dancing on a barroom table, but seconds later it's as if it never happened, as with a scene in which we clearly see Cameron dead but it was only a premonition, or some shite...So basically, I don't know what he was thinking. He could have made a really good film, so he pissed me off and I'm only giving him 2 sporks.