Slightly cerebral romantic comedy (the title derives from Newton's First Law of Motion) about the attachments and disconnections of a quartet of under-thirties in Enfield, Az., over a single weekend. It is just cerebral enough to be more than slightly pleased with itself; just enough to be more than slightly annoying. The occasional closeups of maps and road signs hardly place Michael Steinberg in a class with Peter Greenaway (neither in level of cerebration nor level of annoyance). And the sophomoric philosophizing hardly places him, or screenwriter Roger Hedden, in a class with Eric Rohmer, either. (We are not surprised to find out that the gabby script originated as a stage play.) Perhaps the woozy, boozy, druggy romanticism places them somewhere nearer Alan Rudolph. Nearer him, anyhow, than Cameron Crowe or Ed Zwick. Bridget Fonda, for whom nothing is more natural and casual than appearing in front of a camera, is enjoyable to watch as always, but not at the price of also having to watch Tim Roth: busy, studied, self-conscious, posturing. (Or to listen to him: the incompletely suppressed British accent and the robotic drone in its place.) Phoebe Cates and Eric Stoltz complete the quartet. Best line, Stoltz to Roth: "Do me a favor. Act normal." (1993) — Duncan Shepherd
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