Shadow Hours

Has the flashy bullshit that really drives me nuts and there's a bit of the old "OoOoOoooh, sex workers and BDSM! How depraved!" shock value that's quaint if not a little offensive. If you look at that cast list and want to watch a Faustian little flick, give it a go. I definitely enjoyed it but mostly because slick, jazz-daddy Peter Weller could read the phone book for 3 hours and I'd watch.