Kutcher is a credible and potent leading man with an easy address to the camera. He carries off the movie with some style.

Letting things slide into a sort of low-calorie moral vacuum, Mackenzie hasn't so much nailed LA's culture of skin-deep gratification as produced an advert for it.

The ghosts of Shampoo, American Gigolo and even Alfie (both versions) cruelly haunt the ripe and raunchy frames of Mackenzie's Spread - another "shallow-stud-in-need-of-redemption" movie that pales in the face of its predecessors.

The basic elements only amount to a mildly entertaining film.