As you remember, gentle reader, I read the book in 2005. When I discovered that the Demi Moore film was based upon the book, I bought it and had to watch it.
As I did, I had the following thoughts:
- Maybe Ashton Kutcher isn’t as dumb as I thought.
- I must buy some Annie Lennox albums. I wonder how much she spent for product placement here.
- Robert Patrick could not have made this film and then go on to play a Terminator. Good thing he did the opposite.
- It’s hard to capture a Carl Hiaasen book and its characters and plot in a two hour movie. The filmmakers decided to abandon most of it to fit in more Demi Moore strip routines. A good second choice.
