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Six Days Seven Nights (15) Harrison Ford and Anne Heche star as a predictably mismatched couple in Ivan Reitman's unassuming romantic adventure - a desperately formulaic film that, if nothing else, gets the formula right. In a role that came under intense tabloid scrutiny (her first romantic lead since coming out as Ellen DeGeneres's girlfriend), Heche plays Robin, a New York magazine editor (Hollywood shorthand for highly-strung workaholic). During a holiday with her annoying boyfriend (David Schwimmer) in the South Pacific, Robin is summoned to Tahiti for a fashion shoot. She hires Quinn (Ford), a gruff pilot with a precariously tiny plane, to fly her there; bad weather forces them to land on a remote island. Cue personality clashes plus an out-of-nowhere pirate attack. Inevitably, they fall in love (the film does make a cursory nod to the fact that he's technically old enough to be her grandfather). It's all surprisingly bearable though, thanks largely to Ford's easy-going charm.

Playing God (18) Eugene Smith (David Duchovny) is a junkie surgeon who, in the fashion of junkie surgeons, loses his medical licence. After an impromptu life- saving operation in a nightclub, Eugene finds himself working first for Timothy Hutton's bottle-blond Zen- master psychopath, and later for some FBI goons. This is an oddly ragged picture, cobbled together from cliches - traditional Russian and Chinese bad guys coexist with inept and jokey hoods. Duchovny is ill-served by the script, which burdens him with an exhaustingly overwritten narration and a surplus of stillborn lines. Director Andy Wilson makes a brief, curious foray into expressionism (to illustrate Junkie Hell), but otherwise plays it safe and anonymous.

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