Woody Allen took a turn toward the exceptionally nasty with this bleak yet strangely compelling look at modern romance. Between Mia Farrow and Judy Davis, it's tough to find two actresses that exude contempt more readily, and there's indeed plenty of shrieking and hitting in the picture, which opens with Davis and husband Sydney Pollack announcing their divorce. A whirlwind series of affairs and acrimony follows, all captured on nausiating shakycam. Lots of hate in this movie, but it's strangely endearing. I'm not quite sure why. It's also worth noting that the film came out immediately after Allen and Farrow split up.