Director: Robert Altman
Year Released: 2000
Farrah Fawcett's over privileged lunatic reverts back to childhood and is put in a mental institution; meanwhile, all the other women of Dallas, Texas appear to be losing their collective sanity, and gynecologist Dr. T (a miscast Richard Gere) tries to take it all in stride. It isn't cruel enough to be completely misogynistic - the men, aside from Gere, are shown as complete dolts, unable to, while hunting, actually hit their targets (read: please their women emotionally) - but it is criminally stupid and off-key, taking too long to make its perplexing point ... and if I'm reading it correctly, the point really is that men would be wise to date women that were like men (Helen Hunt) and for women to run off with other women (Kate Hudson opting for Liv Tyler over some dweeb we're purposely told nothing about). The ending - which has Altman trying to one-up protégé Paul Thomas Anderson - is probably one of the dumbest I've ever seen; the movie, which isn't sure what it's trying to be (comedy, drama, combination of both) is just a car-wreck.