Combine Penelope Cruz, Brazilian music, and food and you can't lose. Right? Well, perhaps ironically, Cruz has a TV show in this film. When the broadcast loses its ethnicity, it loses its charm. The first five minutes of this and you may think you're in for a Brazilian "Amelie." But when the action moves to San Francisco, some of the story seems silly and amateurish. Pleasant enough, I suppose, but you may keep wondering about what might have been if they'd just kept the story in Brazil.
There were times I felt as if I were watching a predictable sitcom.
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