Playing the great mortician is a beach blond Brad Pitt, who strains to give him an outlandish Rainman shtick, all clockwork twitches, clucking speech and an attractive wide-eyed vulnerability. In the original his motive was to discover why he is feared so much, here there seems no more to his arrival than boredom, a chance to sample the delights that a full quota of senses allows him and to hit upon the nearest babe. the Grim Reaper) taking on human form to dally among humankind for a while. The much trimmer (78 minutes) Death Takes A Holiday (1934) is the progenitor, suggesting the curious premise of Death (i.e. Tipping its good looking head to a brace of current Hollywood vogues - remaking a classic (of sorts) and clocking in almost at a swollen three hours - Martin Brest's puffball metaphysical daydream endeavours for big themes but only delivers pleasant whimsy.
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