True erotic thrills lie elsewhere

Have you ever yearned to see gratuitous shots of Kevin Bacon's ass? Have you ever desired to witness the Jefferson Airplane song "White Rabbit" acted out by children in wheelchairs? Have you ever wondered what it would be like if there were an English guy in the Rat Pack? If you answered yes to one or more of these questions then "Where the Truth Lies" is for you.\n"Where the Truth Lies" is the story of a comedy duo, in the same vein as Martin and Lewis, consisting of Lanny Morris (Bacon) and Vince Collins (Colin Firth). A dead woman is found in Lanny and Vince's hotel room as they check in, the scandal causes the team to break up. Years later a young woman named Karen O'Connor, played by Alison Lohman ("Big Fish," "Matchstick Men"), attempts to uncover the truth behind the incident as she is writing a biography of Vince.\nThis film aspires to be something more than it is. It attempts to be that most rare of beasts, the watchable erotic thriller. But just like most of the films in this genre, it falls short, and most of the time you just want to fast forward to the next nude scene. Ultimately that is the only reason to watch this movie: lots of nudity. The thing is, I'm not 13 years old any more. I can't sit through 90 minutes of banality for 90 seconds of boobies.\nThe real drawback of this film, however, were the characters. The writer clearly didn't think out the two main roles very clearly. Lanny seems to be an amalgamation of both Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis. He is the zany half of the comedy team like Lewis, but he is also the super smooth crooning womanizer like Martin. Meanwhile Firth's character, Vince, seems to just be some random English guy. His entire role in the comedy team seems to be just standing there being English while his partner schizophrenically switches between wacky antics and singing like a rock star. \nThe special features on this DVD are rather shabby. There are two deleted scenes and a 'making of' featurette, which is more of a making of music video since it lacks dialogue or, for that matter, insight into the production of the movie.\nI would say that it is safe to let this film go by. The gratuitous nudity is not nearly enough to make up for the craptastic story. If you are really that hard up to see a naked woman, try the internet. It is cheaper, and you don't have to sit through monotonous dialogue.