Over the past year and a half or so, Jon Bon Jovi has undergone a remarkable career transformation, mostly abandoning his previous gig as the poor man's John Mellencamp to pursue a less lucrative career as the poor man's James LeGros. Bon Jovi is a surprisingly engaging actor, but the films in which he's appeared have so far ranged in quality from the slightly above-average (The Leading Man) to the slightly below-average (Homegrown). Bon Jovi has a supporting role in the romantic comedy-drama Little City, playing a bartending lothario who becomes romantically involved with the girlfriend (Annabella Sciorra) of his best friend (Josh Charles), a moody painter and cab driver who has problems of his own getting over his last girlfriend (Joanna Going). Into this den of dysfunction wanders Penelope Ann Miller, playing a jittery, insecure bartender who gets involved with Charles after he leaves Sciorra but before he gets back together with Going. One of the relatively novel elements of the otherwise-predictable Little City is that, perhaps because it's set in San Francisco, writer-director Roberto Benabib has thoughtfully thrown in a few poorly developed lesbian relationships to complement the slew of poorly developed heterosexual ones. Much happens in Little City: People couple and uncouple, couples break up and make up, and when things get a little slow, Sciorra becomes pregnant, necessitating a little more soul-searching. Not much about Little City resonates, however, as none of its interchangeable characters seem to possess any depth or motivation beyond the demands of a frequently melodramatic plot. Little City isn't a bad movie, exactly, and it does feature plenty of lovely San Francisco scenery, but it doesn't have anything to say that hasn't already been said in countless other films about aimless twentysomethings living and loving somewhere on the West Coast.