Rarely does a film as misconceived and cack-handed as this make it to the
cinemas. Director Saul Metzstein has admitted he'd only ever shot 20
minutes of drama before this, and boy does it show. His film dutifully
mimics the surface of romantic comedy, American-style, but
repeatedly fudges the motivation that underpins even the flimsiest
examples of such. Unconstrained by logic, wit or taste, Late Night
Shopping is an awful waste of time.
