A truly vicious black comedy about a divorce that escalates into a war. The story of the Roses (Michael Douglas and Kathleen Turner) is told as a cautionary tale by a megabucks lawyer (Danny DeVito) to a divorce-bent client.

As DeVito points out: 'When a $450-an-hour lawyer advises you for nothing, you'd better listen'. The problem with the Roses is that they really have nothing in common but sex. The cracks soon start to appear, aggravated by the husband's stifling of his wife's individuality and undermining of her confidence.

What follows, although perhaps over the top, is a horrifying lesson to us all and pretty good entertainment as well.

Turner, Douglas and DeVito are all good, DeVito especially, and the later action, as the Roses go for the jugular in a house of horrors, is staged with the appropriate touch of Grand Guignol by DeVito himself, doubling as director.