Aw look, they're both tired

Two hours of sheer boredom where everything is telegraphed and you're just urging the actors to get on with it.

Nigel Bell

From the director who gave us 91/2 Weeks and Fatal Attraction you pretty much know what to expect from Adrian Lyne.

A bit of smut and maybe a few shocks (remember "mad" Glenn Close in Fatal Attraction).

The smut's there, sadly there's little else.

The Plot
Connie and Edward Sumner (Land and Close) live in the New York suburbs with their 9-year-old son and have a pretty healthy marriage.

Will they or won't they - who cares?

That is until Connie gets caught in a storm and is blown into Paul Martel, a French bookseller.

Kind Paul makes sure Connie's cut knees are cleaned. It obviously has the desired affect as Mrs Sumner embarks on a torrid affair with the Gallic bookworm.

Despite warnings she continues to meet Paul. Edward gets suspicious, hires a detective and learns the truth.

He decides to confront his wife's lover.....

The verdict
This film is so slow it's unbelievable. The only twist is it's Diane Lane's character who is unfaithful and not Gere's.

From the moment she meets Paul you know she'll be tempted. But it takes so long for her to finally give in.

After that, you know Gere will find out. But again you have to wait another half hour.

Richard Gere questions what happened to his career

He needn't wait that long. At one point he's told by an employee he's just sacked to take a look at his own family.

Instead of quizzing the man over this comment Gere merely has a glazed expression.

Gere really is going through the motions. Only Lane really shows any passion to her character.

It takes so long for the film to turn into a thriller that you're really not bothered when it does.

In the hands of someone like Hitchcock this could really have lifted Unfaithful.

Sadly, Lyne's direction is worse than a Brian Da Palma film.

You don't care about anyone, you just want Unfaithful to end.

And the ending is so lame it really is a case of why did I bother?

Slow, tedious rubbish.