It's not as bad as you think. Really. My sister Caroline and I rented it in an act of self-loathing. (She's the one who made the comment at the end of THE WORK AND THE GLORY review. If you read it you'll understand the way both of us work. Unfortunately.) It was the night I was leaving Las Vegas. I didn't want to do anything and Car wanted to do something so CATWOMAN was the compromise.
It worked out pretty well. When one has the lowest possible expectations, anything that dosn't make me want to roll around on the floor in agony is great. And this movie, while a bit on the silly side, isn't agony. Sure Halle Berry plays a simpering wimpy badly-dressed artist who becomes bi-polar but she does get to flirt w/ the dreamy Benjamin Bratt and wear some rather spectactular leather goods. And, to be honest, who dosn't wish she could climb up walls in her stilettos, steal diamonds to wear as claws, and wield a whip with style and a smile?
Okay, so maybe I'm in the minority there, but it's still not a bad movie. It's good for when A) you've seen everything else, B) you have a few hours to waste, C) you plan on chatting with your friends during the movie, and D) you never ever want to see THE PRINCESS BRIDE again.
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