Brad Pitt plays a famous author suffering from that most boring of cinematic ailments, writer's block. He and his melancholic, Yves Saint Laurent-bedecked wife (real-life spouse Angelina Jolie) head to a picturesque hotel on the rural Maltese coast for some R&R. He drinks at the local tavern from dusk till dawn, and she wallows in bed all day. Occasionally they hook up to trade passive-aggressive barbs about their unhappy marriage. It's clear what Jolie (who also wrote and directed this one) was aiming for--a recreation of European art house films of the 1960s and '70s. The look is there, but the mopey narrative (what little there is) is a tedious slog to sit through. 132 minutes R.