This is "Nine To Five" all over again, just without the fun.
The predecessor contains 'the movie within the movie', i.e., each bit about how the seething secretary envisions a little Roman justice inflicted on the boorish boss.
But this movie has no brains in its visual narrative...it's reduced to a collection of characters bouncing off of each other in trajectories guided by stereotypes. The motif is class warfare, muddled with an isosceles love triangle.
Griffith has to be the most physically unappealing actress to be given the star treatment. The attraction to her (by any movie audience) is quite baffling.
If you must watch, watch it for Cusack who at least goes for broke with the character excess.
The predecessor contains 'the movie within the movie', i.e., each bit about how the seething secretary envisions a little Roman justice inflicted on the boorish boss.
But this movie has no brains in its visual narrative...it's reduced to a collection of characters bouncing off of each other in trajectories guided by stereotypes. The motif is class warfare, muddled with an isosceles love triangle.
Griffith has to be the most physically unappealing actress to be given the star treatment. The attraction to her (by any movie audience) is quite baffling.
If you must watch, watch it for Cusack who at least goes for broke with the character excess.