By William Wolf

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A riff on the passion for making films at all costs, “Dot the i” might be called film noir, but it is more like film blah. Written and directed by Matthew Parkhill, it sets up a deceptive situation in which a woman is cynically used in a reality film without her knowledge, but then the audience is barraged with a battery of twists, equally obnoxious.

One can give Parkhill the benefit of the doubt and credit him with satirizing today’s madness for reality television, as well as the compulsion of people to make movies and find fame and fortune as independent directors. But “Dot the i” isn’t nearly good enough to pull that off. It sinks into the very genre it might be exposing.

Its biggest acting attraction is Gael García Bernal, who has become a hot star. But he merely has a sleazy role here as Kit, someone who is manipulated into a set-up with Carmen, played by Natalia Verbeke, who kisses him at a dinner with her girlfriends before her marriage to the smooth Barnaby (James D’arcy). Kit then pursues her.

It would be unfair, even to this boring film, to tell you about the manipulations that follow, leading up to its equally manipulative climax. If you want to bother to see the film you can have the dubious pleasure of second guessing the ploys as you go along. A Summit Entertainment release.

  

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