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I don't mean to trivialise the subject matter, but that's exactly what Lyne does with this slick, overproduced claptrap. There's a serious story in here with solid performances trying to bring it to life, but it's directed as if it's a Playboy Channel Movie of the Week. Any authentic meaning is brushed aside for stylistic flourishes that are as profoundly unreal as the inane plotting. Lyne seems to have discovered wind as a cinematic device, and uses it almost as much as he lingers longingly over Lane's flesh. This polished production is so effectively manipulative that it makes us think these people are behaving like normal human beings, but they're not. And for all its posing, the film never even bothers to address the issues it raises about marriage and faithfulness, although it tries valiantly to make us think it's saying something Deeply Important. Not even close.