So, basically you get a re-telling of the American dream for the n-th time, this time in the form of two barely-functional drunken gambling addicts who struggle to become rich by creating the ultimate piece of junk that can pollute the planet AND be sold for $6.99 retail.In the meantime, the usual happens: they fail a couple of times, they get ripped off (and try to sue), one of them get dumped, his ex wife try to quit a successful, well-paid, loved job to engage in a long career in self-hating by becoming a real state agent alongside her sister -who she clearly cannot stand- (why is she doing this? we never know. why are the filmmakers telling us this? we never know), until they finally struck gold in the form of the most useless trinket ever imagined by men, proving that in America you only need a good idea (and cheap Chinese labor) to become a millionaire.If you like modern Cinderella-like stories, go ahead and watch this. Otherwise, avoid.

If the woman was as alluring-captivating as her, I'd have in a heartbeat made her a full partner as well (totally slick the way she gets 'him' set up). Well cast.. all other actors do good work, but I watched this film specifically to see Ayelet Zurer. Her performance in my mind was the payoff, she is just something special (incredible at 44... bing her.. binged.it/1sHfTuB ..look at all her incredible pix). It is totally obvious why she is so damn popular in her country, too bad more of her better work is not available to stateside audiences. Back to this movie, it's a fairly typical storyline, with your oh-so foreseeable ending.. with a slight twist. Had it come up with more noteworthy mood-enhancing background score, it could possibly have achieved another star. It definitely benefits from another full viewing.

It was hard to sit through so much stupidity--stupid ideas, stupid actions (such as repeatedly gambling away any chance of successfully launching a product or, for that matter, saving an important relationship), stupid business dealings. I had hoped for some redemption, but alas, the end product of all the travails was, at best, trivial. The characters were trivial, with trivial dreams and goals who wanted nothing other than financial success at any cost. And what are viewers ultimately rewarded with? A talking bottle opener. Great. That really made it all worthwhile. Sell a billion of them, and it's still trivial. "And what did you do with your life, Dad?" "I was the brains behind the Talking Bottle Opener!"

First, I would read Fnorful's review. He pretty well hits the nail on the head.I would add two things: This movie is kind of slow. It tends to hit the same character and story beats repeatedly up until the third act, which is when it really gets going.But the biggest flaw in this movie, for me, is the goal of the main characters. Their goal is simply to be rich and successful. And they want to do it by inventing . . . something.Of course, we can all relate to this ambition. Who doesn't want to be rich and successful? The problem for me is, they don't really care how they do it. They just want to invent some piece of crap that people will buy in quantity. They don't particularly care if they're filling a particular need (except their own need to be successful) or making the world a better place or even doing it to win the love and admiration of someone (which happens just as kind of a side effect).SPOILERS FOLLOW I never would have believed that the world would fall for the talking bottle opener, but apparently it did. I wasn't really with them until they brought out the Homer Simpson version, and suddenly the light bulb went on for me! But that happens about 95 minutes into the movie.Anyway, to sum up, the movie is beautifully directed, shot, and acted. It has some nice story turns I didn't see coming. I liked the characters. But to push it over the top for me, I would have liked their final invention to be something I could really get behind--something I really *wanted* to see succeed.I would have liked to have thought, "Okay, all that other stuff they were working on seems like crap. THIS is it." But frankly, I think the dreaming dog watch was a better invention.