Liev Schreiber can’t keep his pants on, despite being married to Jeanne Tripplehorn. Until one day he falls in love over the phone… with his wife, pretending to be a Dutch woman. Unfortunately the top talent and gratuitous Amsterdam scenery go to waste in this tediously paced “love” story aimed at female audiences.
The views of the city are amazing, but the movie -- about a mute child who witnesses a murder and is now on the run -- is not (maybe that’s why they tried changing the name?). Better luck next time, Denis Leary, William Hurt, and Jennifer Tilly.
It’s not that this sexy double-crosser is the worst movie; but the filmmakers treat the viewers like they can’t tell the difference between German and Dutch in the Amsterdam scenes. To that, we say, nein. The art-forgery details, however, are fascinating.