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By Scott Wilson

Published on November 11, 2008 at 4:45pm

Titled Lie to Me when it was shot here last year, the first feature by KC native John Stewart Muller (co-written with Laura Boersma) starts as a shallow game of musical beds and winds up an inept morality play. It punishes the audience more than it does the craven hotties snarled in one couple's doomed open relationship. Ex-Superman Brandon Routh, Courtney Ford (Mrs. Routh as of 2007) and Steve Sandvoss don't act as much as emit an irritating glow during various stages of MTV-style coitus. Never named by the characters but filmed with jittery integrity, Kansas City emerges as an improbably silken playground for horny jackanapes.