Putting aside my own feelings about Elizabeth Hurley (positive!) and the morally questionable decision to choose your son to direct you in a film best described as mindless titllation material, this effort is about as amateurish and empty as you would expect. Deeply annoying characters across the board, secondary school levels of direction and acting, overabundance of meaningless facial closeups and utterly cringe dialog all combine to result in nothing other than a nepotismic vanity project.
Even the location smacks of nothing short of "look at how the idle rich live" - be jealous of your sad life.
And no, even the eternally lovely Elizabeth Hurley cannot redeem this piece of nonsense.
3*, my lowest rating given on imdb. It hurt me to not give it 4* but we didn't even seen enough of the forever vixen Elizabeth Hurley. Because not enough skin.
If you are one of those who live for IG and all of its manufactured lies and you are the kind of person who wears high heels (which I love on a woman, in the right contexts) while traipsing around cliffs, beaches and grass, this movie will be a joy for you.
Normal folks grounded in reality need not view.
Damian: Go find another job.