Review – Random Hearts

Random nonsense is more like it. I spent almost the entire running time waiting for the other shoe to drop, hoping the plot would turn a corner and become something else. The worst part was that every once in awhile it almost seemed prepared to do so, teasing the audience with hints that it would transform itself into an political-intrigue thriller or at the very least a routine murder mystery. But no, it never did. Instead, the filmmakers appear prepared to wallow in a meandering, bathetic exploration of the relationship that develops between a cop and a congresswoman after their spouses, off to an adulterous rendezvous in Florida, are killed in an airplane crash. I lived in D.C. a few years ago, so seeing some of the old scenery was sort of fun. But otherwise this movie was little more than a sad waste of Harrison Ford and some good supporting talent in a morose romance that played out like an awkward blend of Harlequin paperback and two-hour-long grief counseling session. See if desperate