The romantic comedy has become a deeply problematic art form over the past 20 years or so: With very few exceptions (David Koepp's marvelous "Ghost Town," released last year, is the only one in recent memory I can recommend without reservation), contemporary filmmakers have barely been able to satisfy the basic requirements of the genre, let alone do anything fresh with it. And yet every once in a while, just when you think your jaw can't drop any lower in appalled amazement, comes a romantic comedy so lunkheaded and ill-conceived that it makes your average, idiotic Kate Hudson-Matthew McConaughey outing look like the reincarnation of Hepburn and Grant. Who in their right mind -- or even in their wrong one -- would come up with a stinker like "All About Steve"?
See www.salon.com for full review
