Critical Care tried to capitalize by casting Helen Mirren and James Spader and hoping that the audience saw Sex, Lies, and Videotape and White Palace. Well, that doesn’t happen. Critical Care was a bit tone deaf. Critical Care’s setup is obvious a mile away. It just isn’t believable that anyone or anything at anytime could fluster Spader, including and especially a honey trap with a camera. Kyra Sedgwick is lovely, but a model???? Also Critical Care is filled with cynical criticism of health care, law, insurance and family and pages of a dialogue more suited to a play than a movie. It is all a bit too preachy, self-conscious and is only moderately amusing when delivered by Albert Brooks. If Anne Barcroft suddenly appears at a pivotal point in every bad movie, will it suddenly become good? Apparently. Anne Barcroft and James Spader have a dialogue filled with emotion, and the whole movie snaps into focus. I’m not sure if it is worth seeing the whole movie so basically use the fast forward button liberally until that point if you initially can’t stand Critical Care.