Albert Brooks plays a screenwriter "passing his prime." Having "lost his edge" he entrusts the inspiration of a mythical muse (Sharon Stone) who's prone to very expensive whimsy.

In traditional Albert Brooks style, his character is the sharp-witted, yet droopy eye-browed whiner who just can't believe so many things are going so absurdly off from the norm. He's perfectly amusing anyway. In fact, he delivers a few whammy lines that knocked my socks off. For instance, when wife (Andie MacDowell) rhetorically asks, "You're not going to walk on the kitchen floor all covered with paint are you?" Brooks responds, "I'm not an astronaut, I have to walk on something."

However, apparently due to weak direction and/or quickly shot scenes, a few times Andie MacDowell and even Sharon Stone, look like they're relaxing on the sofa at home reading the script for the first time. I felt embarrassed for them.

Though consistently fun in an Albert Brooks kind of way, this film drags its feet with the business of building to a climax. You might find more to muse over if you wait for the video.