This movie really has nothing redeeming. The acting is fine, but nothing is demanded of the actors. The movie is filled with mundane conversation, (e.g. "'where are you from?' - long pause - 'New York'") and already dated cultural slapstick "humor".

It is basically the story of a slow, uninteresting, and depressing intergenerational romance, except without any compelling dialogue or believable interactions. We are forced to watch the inside of Tokyo night clubs and late night apartment karaoke - scenes which interesting only if you have spent the last 10 years reading Chaucer in a coffee shop. I found myself admiring the fantastic theater I was sitting in to amuse myself.

There are two reasons I can imagine it has received positive reviews: 1) It was written by the daughter of a powerful Hollywood figure. 2) It appeals to the Oedipal fantasies of the post-middle-age reviewers.