It makes for a nice lightweight evening.

Unusually slick, mini-budgeted and broad piece of slapstick that liberally borrows from Neil Simon and "The Gang That Couldn't Shoot Straight'' with the twist that gay hit men are the romantic heroes.

A mild but diverting farce about misperceptions involving gays and goombas.

Coury has made a technically polished first film, but her sense of comic timing and sexual politics is strictly borscht belt.

Quickly collapses into an overloaded, slow-moving series of predictable jokes and forced situations.

It is an inept, inane Mafia comedy with a gay angle, all the more insufferable because director Kristen Coury and writer Joseph Triebwasser clearly think they're being wonderfully cute and clever.