It's hard to begin to explain a movie that overextends a reach and still manages to remain interesting. Giamatti plays himself, an actor who is preparing for a Broadway performance of Chekhov's "Uncle Vanya". He is bogged down by the heaviness of the part and comes upon a service that will put his soul in "storage" which he does. From there in turns into an existential caper movie where he decides he wants his soul back but it's been placed into someone else; a knockout blond woman. Imagine that for a minute. It is a clever picture that extends the imagination in the way Being John Malkovich did; you could almost see the possibility and fallout from it. Giamatti is classic Giamatti, which is enjoyable. It was an interesting concept, but didn't quite come off so smooth.
Bite: Interesting to watch and fun with Paul Giamatti
