At times less is less. This was one. So what if the tedium of the movie captures the emptiness of his life. Who cares? Does watching paint dry capture the despair of being paint? So what?
Ms. Roberts plays a young lady in search of her "balance," and her identity. She leaves or nearly leaves a bevy of bruised nice men in her wake whose common flaw is being attracted to the brutally self-absorbed heroine - who manages to see and present herself as the one in pain. The indulged darling flits from one charming abode to another trying to escape the vague Angst generated by her shallowness. Spare me.