This little melodrama, Almost Perfect, takes us inside two people: a multifaceted, hypersexed genius of a lousy guy, designer Richard Fallon, and Stella Blake, a budding writer he ensnares. Their obsession careens in a drunken haze through 1980s San Francisco, from the highs of their sexy new love to lows that make you grind your teeth such as when Richard, fooling around behind Stella's back, gives her a $300 cat named after his new German mistress. Richard's a womanizing rat and Stella barely survives him, so there's the promise here of a delicately brutal tale. But chatter and gossip without insight make only for a readable soap opera. B


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