I saw Mr. Jealousy (featuring Marianne Jean-Baptiste of Secrets and Lies) and Intern last night. Once again, the mind boggles -- HC
we aren't doing thoughtful romantic comedies like Mr. Jealousy. Instead, we have crap like Def Jam's How to Be a Player.
To RHOyal #1: I somewhat agree with indie films trying too hard, but remember the audience for such films is perceived to be different than the stereotypical moviegoing public.