The good part taking place at the beginning, where Vinnie Barbarino is sitting at a table in a restaurant with Jann Wenner of Rolling Stone Magazine. Carly Simon, who looks fabulous as always, walks in and says to Barbarino, "I read that piece of Scheisse you wrote," and heaves a Bloody Mary (in a wine glass) at Vinnie, getting the goop all over him and the surrounding scenery. (The word Carly actually used is prohibited by IMDb's Dirty Word Filter.)
For this, Carly deserves an Oscar for Best Supporting Actress, and Travolta deserved to be cast with talking babies and dogs, the latter of which actually happened. By the way, this scene, along with the one that preceded it, where Travolta was writing obits for the Jersey Journal in Jersey City, have zero relevance to the rest of the story, which is about the astounding revelation that gyms, um, health clubs, are good pickup spots, especially the massage tables. There's also some blather about journalistic ethics.
BTW, Carly's a lefty. She's holding the glass in her right hand (leave it to me to pick up on such details). Too bad she's not ambidextrous so she could have thrown another drink at Wenner for keeping her out of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, which is just another building in Cleveland until she's enshrined in it.
I recommend that after you watch the Carly Simon cameo, you turn off the DVD player and go back to watching Jerry Springer or Jersey Shore, both of which are far more entertaining than this turkey.
For this, Carly deserves an Oscar for Best Supporting Actress, and Travolta deserved to be cast with talking babies and dogs, the latter of which actually happened. By the way, this scene, along with the one that preceded it, where Travolta was writing obits for the Jersey Journal in Jersey City, have zero relevance to the rest of the story, which is about the astounding revelation that gyms, um, health clubs, are good pickup spots, especially the massage tables. There's also some blather about journalistic ethics.
BTW, Carly's a lefty. She's holding the glass in her right hand (leave it to me to pick up on such details). Too bad she's not ambidextrous so she could have thrown another drink at Wenner for keeping her out of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, which is just another building in Cleveland until she's enshrined in it.
I recommend that after you watch the Carly Simon cameo, you turn off the DVD player and go back to watching Jerry Springer or Jersey Shore, both of which are far more entertaining than this turkey.