Holland is about as subtle as a kick in the face with a clog. This film, which very much wants to be Blue Velvet or Fargo, stars Nicole Kidman as yet another sex-starved woman longing for danger. (Someone please check on Keith Urban.

But instead of plying, pulling and pushing, Cave seems distracted by trying to make her colorful directorial vision align with Andrew Sodroski’s pallid script, with Kidman left to pull out inspired bits of pastry-driven character work where she can.