Sofia Coppola’s direction keeps this afloat, but — perhaps unsurprisingly — dialogue is not her strong point. I didn’t even believe the dialogue at one point; I assumed a character was lying during the film’s resolution because it was just so obviously ham fisted. 

Murray and Jones have an obvious rapport that keeps the movie from flatlining early on. Come for Coppola, stay for Murray. (Like the inverse of Lost in Translation.)

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