The Trouble with Men and Women
Time Out says
Only Kate Ashfield, the blond calm at the eye of Shaun of the Dead’s storm, supplies this no-budget British romance with something close to an actual performance. Much smarter than her passive role would require, she sits nervously on the edge of a bed, waiting for handsome fumbler Matt (McFadden) to make a move; we’ve already seen her trapped in a completely unrealistic relationship with an anti-intellectual jerk (Delamere). Come on, Kate: Get over these dopes. At least the zombies had personality.
So, yes: The Trouble with Men and Women certainly makes its case for the trouble with men. As it happens, Matt’s also the main character, which must count as part of the “trouble” too. Not long after a chipper brunet dumps him in the film’s first act for “holding her back” (thus setting into motion one of those tired, rebound-of-the-softy plots la Slackers), you can’t help but agree with her. There’s also some trouble with this drama’s cruddy-looking videography, as director Tony Fisher piles on smear effects and jittery treatments that would be more suited to a geeky uncle’s family album. This film sat on the shelf for a while, for reasons that are now more than apparent. (Now playing; IFC Center.) — Joshua Rothkopf