Synopsis
During a layover in Albuquerque, work colleagues Les and Natalie discover more about each other than they ever thought possible. Anxious and irritable, Les is drawn back into the city by past experiences he can’t forget (even if he doesn't really remember the particulars of his previous drunken adventure). Natalie, refusing to leave his side, follows along as her own secrets are slowly revealed, leaving her feeling both vulnerable and unbound.
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Cast
- Matthew BroderickLes Moore
- Alice EveNatalie Hamilton
- Phil BurkeCabbie
- Gia CrovatinDylan
- Monique CandelariaDark Haired Beauty
- Charles DuranVince
- Fredrick LopezProprietor
- Matthew PageBartender
- Kristen RakesWaitress
- Rob TodeFlight Attendant
Recommendations
- 75
The Playlist
While Dirty Weekend may not quite live up to its title and is certainly his least tart effort to date, the film's milder flavor and less acidic aftertaste is mostly a pleasurable switchup. - 70
The Hollywood Reporter
Moviegoers may expect something sexier than what they get here, but Neil LaBute's focus on just-talk between Broderick and co-star Alice Eve, funny but never uproarious, provides its own modest rewards. - 60
Screen Daily
Dirty Weekend is entertaining enough to spawn a Les-and-Natalie odd-couple sitcom, but it does come across as dated. - 50
Variety
Airless visual treatment and mannered performances compound the impression that LaBute might have been better off saving this material for the stage, though it’d be a pretty tame trifle in either context. - 50
Observer
Ultimately, though, Dirty Weekend is a vague, languid affair. - 50
The A.V. Club
Don’t get too excited: Not only is there nothing especially dirty about Dirty Weekend, the latest and lamest film by erstwhile provocateur Neil LaBute, but the movie doesn’t even occupy an entire weekend. - 40
The Guardian
It’s a play shoehorned into a film. Sometimes that can work – LaBute’s managed it before – but it’s a steep hill to climb, and this one doesn’t quite make it. - 38
Slant Magazine
Even if the title is meant to be ironic, the latest from writer-director Neil LaBute is a frustratingly stilted vision of middle-aged repression unleashed.
