The script, by the Coens, John Romano, Robert Ramsey and Matthew Stone, sets Miles Massey (George Clooney), a Beverly Hills divorce lawyer with fabulous teeth and midlife ennui, against gorgeous, oft-married Marilyn Rexroth (Catherine Zeta-Jones). Miles is beguiled by her beauty and cunning, and she might be attracted to him, if he hadn't weaseled her out of a fortune and if she weren't about to marry a Texas zillionaire (Billy Bob Thornton).
Like a prime Sturges comedy, this one has plenty of ripe character parts. Cedric the Entertainer is a private eye who's all tenacity, no tact ("You want tact, call a tactician"). Paul Adelstein serves nobly as the comic foil; Geoffrey Rush as a blithe, then ferocious cuckold; Julia Duffy as a rich divorce; Jonathan Hadary as a purring aristocrat-for-hire; Irwin Keyes as a hit man with a deadly wheeze.
Even when the movie sags and strains a bit in Act III, Clooney keeps it flying with old-fashioned movie-star allure. He's got it all: Cary Grant's looks and, inside, Bob Hope's snake-oil-salesman soul.