The presence of so many great actresses kept me interested in this one, despite the reviews, but in the end, Roger Ebert’s assessment of (I’m paraphrasing) “a movie to cry in, that doesn’t make you cry” was correct. Seemed to be many different motivations going on, leaving things convoluted and not necessarily making sense.

Some good performances (some = eh) but too many moving parts / too many subplots that crisscrossed or were dropped. A lot of regret and contemplation of the past, and while one character seems insistent on that meaning everything, another character tells her it means nothing.

Had potential, but definitely fell short.