Brantley is Whitfield, Whitfield is Brantley!? Does the fun ever start? This Michael J. Fox romantic comedy about mistaken identity in big business is awfully stupid, but at least it's fun-stupid, not stupid-stupid. Slater is about as bad as they come as the office slut who slept her way to the top, but it's small roles from the likes of Pankow and Gwynne that make this 90 minutes bearable.