Two angels (Holly Hunter and Delroy Lindo) receive the assignment of bringing together two unlikely lovers, romantic Scottish janitor Ewan MacGregor and hardened heiress Cameron Diaz. Complications follow in the form of a bungled kidnapping plot, a bungled bank robbery, and a flaming shitbag of other screwball romance clichés. Director Danny Boyle and company vacillate between remaking, again, It Happened One Night and, with their angels, bringing the sensibility of Wim Wenders to the multiplexes. Either way, it doesn't work, and while it looks like it might have been fun to make—everyone seems to be doing his or her own thing in the best tradition of so many other failed movies that seem to have been created to satisfy the collective and individual vanities of all involved—it's not very fun to watch. What the normally reliable MacGregor does here can best be described as an impression of Dana Carvey doing an impression of Ewan MacGregor; what the normally reliable Hunter is attempting to do with her cattishly chaw-happy cherub, God only knows. At the very least, this film should hush those who insist that Diaz has talent beyond visual appeal, but it's unfair to single out her relatively minor offenses when there's so much else to hate about A Life Less Ordinary, an embarrassment for all concerned.