If it wasn't all true it would be a bad misogynist parody. One peroxided idiot giggles that her role at high profile media events is to ‚'stand there and smile and not do anything stupid'. Another says with a straight face that ‚'I feel like I'm getting better with age'. She should perhaps ask the procession of bimbos Hefner's jettisoned when their silicone sags and ask if they feel the same way.

Kate Beckinsale and Luke Wilson are the estranged couple, mourning the death of their child, on the verge of divorce and ready to snap. When they get lost on a rural road in the middle of the night, it seems like the last straw. But after they're checked in by the creepy night manager and see the filthy, unkempt room, things turn worse.

The highlight is the reminiscences of a then-young female photographer who frequented Plato’s and provides the unwitting moral of the story when she describes how she got pubic lice just from sitting down in the mattress-strewn ’sex room’.