Okay, I can sorta see what they were thinking. Holly Hunter stars as a free spirit who finds herself in the throes of divorce and in search of herself. En route to self, she encounters a plucky yet somewhat dense elevator attendant (DeVito) and a no-hit jazz club diva (Latifah) -- each of whom shares a thing or two about living. You know: out loud. Long-time screenwriter LaGravenese tries his hand at directing with fair aplomb, but ultimately, it's the story that stinks, as Hunter's journey toward self-realization never seemes to get very far.