Last Night

Like 2004’s ‘Closer’, ‘Last Night’ takes a steely look at the lives, loves and indiscretions of a group of well-bred but insular city folk. But that film had a script by Patrick Marber and a cast of talented thespians. ‘Last Night’ is written and directed by the writer of best-forgotten Adrien Brody vehicle ‘The Jacket’, and stars Sam Worthington and Keira Knightley, both eager to prove their acting chops with a spot of ‘serious’ drama. Big mistake.

Worthington and Knightley play Michael and Joanna, upscale expats in New York whose marriage begins to crumble over the course of one 24-hour separation. He’s got the hots for a co-worker (Eva Mendes), she receives a visit from an old flame (the insufferably smug Guillaume Canet). But will either of them succumb to temptation? And why should we possibly care? ‘Last Night’ is an empty exercise in sheer self-regard, a tedious, lifeless trawl through the secret lives of the rich and beautiful. Even the dog looks bored to tears.