RavenGlamDVDCollector Book-ended by Neve Campbell's shower scene. Inbetween there is nothing of value. I rented it years and years ago for a pittance, turned out it was a big waste, the movie has those terrible- sounding people starting it off, they drone on and on and on, ad nauseum, I couldn't believe what was going on. I had not seen PARTY OF FIVE back then, I only knew Neve from THE CRAFT. But back in the Nineties, Neve was always touted as, like, wow, she's gonna be her generation's big star one day, and I was, like, she's in this...? this...? this... thing?I loathed it!I've since seen Neve Campbell in the entire run of PARTY OF FIVE and she is only good in the First Season thereof. WILD THINGS, she was utterly miscast, to say the least. THE COMPANY, useless junk. But this movie, this WHEN WILL I BE LOVED?, I will forever heap scorn on it. Imagine if you chose to go to a theater and paid lotsa bucks for the ticket, and you dressed up, and you sat there, and those grating droning endlessly-whining voices started assailing your ears.Look, I'm not gonna pretend. It's a bad memory and the flick is forgotten in my mind, but I felt like a fool when I rented it almost a decade ago. That I'll never forget. I warned myself to be more careful next time. It's such incidents that created this guy that to this day does superficial research trawling Wikipedia and IMDb (avoiding story-lines, mainly focusing on street cred) before taking on an unknown. For this movie made me see that really loathsome junk could come flying at ya unexpectedly. Don't think that because it appears to be a genuine production in a well-presented package and has a respected beloved actress is in it...The shower scene isn't even worth repeating.Let me tell you, Neve Campbell was the Queen of overrated starlets. Even The Raven fell for the hype during the Nineties. Hell, she was beautiful on the cover of "Seventeen" and I totally believed their predictions. Ah, well. . But this movie, well, you don't have to believe me, but it's like, if you slip it into your DVD player, this movie will pop onto your screen and stick its tongue out at you. And NOT in a comical way.You'll seethe "I want my money back!"Avoid it like a trip to the dentist.{and, really, this is one of the most useful reviews I have ever written}

Reaper This is 84 of the most excruciating minutes I've ever spent watching a movie, and I've seen Gigli.The movie opens with a gratuitous shower scene with a naked Neve, before showing parallel scenes of Neve Campbell spewing platitudes on a kind of job interview with a character played by the director, while the boyfriend character (Ford) is spinning multiple lines of nonsense that nobody would believe. The dialogue is clumsy and very superficial in both sequences, and seems to mostly illustrate that both main characters are vapid and unlikable. And all of the scenes, both in the beginning and throughout the movie, go on forever and ever. The introduction of the Count is even clumsier. Dialogue between the count and his flunkies - I mean, his assistants - serve the painfully obvious purpose of showing that he is a Very Important Man. Ford's one successful pitch is to pimp out sweet little Neve, who double crosses both of them, or something. The double cross, when it happens, is actually not bad, but it doesn't make up for the excruciating scenes that go before. Getting to that third act does not justify the previous two. Even beyond the fact that there is not one decent, sympathetic character here, I was ready to scream at scenes that took forever and did nothing.

hcoursen How could Ebert have liked this film? He tricked me into watching it. Shame on your bad joke, Ebert! This one isn't even episodic -- in that episodes have some meaning, even if they are unconnected to a coherent narrative. Instead, we get random scenes that do not in any way anticipate the ending. In one scene, an unidentified young man is given a large yacht -- why? The ending itself, which I won't reveal, seems to be motivated by the young woman, but since it is an accident, even that won't work. And her diabolical plan just as well could have backfired. Compare the play and counter-play of "Sleuth". That a wealthy Italian count could somehow have developed a passion for this plain and badly dressed young woman -- and even compare it to Dante's glimpse of Beatrice -- is incomprehensible. This is not even a valid study of a psychopathic personality. And the one love scene between the girl and her boy friend is -- literally -- impossible. The director does not seem to realize that certain basic adjustments must be made prior to starting. Awful. To give it a number at all is to insult the numerical system.

Michael_Elliott When Will I Be Loved (2004) * 1/2 (out of 4) Incredibly bizarre film about a rich slut (Neve Campbell) and her wannabe hustler boyfriend (Fred Weller) who happens to set her up with a rich man (Dominic Chianese) so that they can collect $100,000. Like The Brown Bunny, I'm sure there will be plenty of people who love this film and plenty who hate it. I'm somewhat in the middle but have to lean towards the hate side due to several reasons. This is the type of film where the screenwriter/director thinks he has created the most hip, refreshing and original film and he rubs every scene in the viewers face. Throughout the entire running time the screenplay is full of wannabe smart and hip characters who aren't nearly as hip or as smart as they think. This reflects on the screenplay, which isn't nearly as hip or as smart as it thinks. The director constantly swings the camera as some sort of hip style but once again, it's not hip and it's not stylish. Roger Ebert is one who gave this a full four stars so you can read his review for praise. There are a few good moments including the scene where the rich guy shows up at Campbell's apartment for sex. She questions him and this leads to some interesting moments. The film starts and finishes with Campbell taking a shower and we get to see every inch of her nude body. I suggest you watch these scenes and pretty much skip everything else.