Mixed or average reviews - based on 21 Critics

Critic score distribution:
  1. Positive: 3 out of 21
  2. Negative: 6 out of 21
  1. As pared down, stylish and deceptively simple as the stark glass and concrete block inhabited by two of its main characters, La Mujer de Mi Hermano (My Brother's Wife) is an adultery drama that skips the big life lessons in favor of observing the mysteries of human interdependency and social behavior.
  2. The movie feels more like a thriller than a drama; it's paced like a thriller, building to a murder that never happens, exciting passions that are never unleashed, waiting for a crime to occur. The only crimes, however, are of the heart. Meanwhile, the movie knows exactly what it's doing, and does exactly what it intends, without making one false move.
  3. Reviewed by: Michael Phillips
    Some movies sell and you don't know why. With La Mujer de mi Hermano, a big-screen romantic drama with the aura of a nicely steamed telenovela, you know why: because the three stars look good in plush white bathrobes, that's why.
  4. 60
    The story's no great shakes here. However, the power of this film lies in the sexual tension boiling between the characters and that makes for a great date movie.
  5. Mexican soap opera star Bárbara Mori may be the most beautiful woman to grace an American screen this year, and female viewers may feel similarly about her male co-stars Christian Meier and Manolo Cardona. But a telenovela with three gorgeous actors is still a telenovela.
  6. You could dismiss this swankily shot Latin American trifle as an upscale soap opera, but that would be an insult to soap operas.
  7. 50
    Despite the lowbrow story, this is supposed to be tasteful; expect modest nudity, swelling strings, and plenty of water imagery.
  8. 50
    For all its gender-bending, La Mujer De Mi Hermano's primary appeal is Mori's stunning beauty.
  9. 42
    One of the great things about international cinema is the way it can remind us of our common humanity. For instance, it's good to know that beautiful, rich people are selfish and miserable the world over. That's one of the few positives a viewer can take away from a film such as La Mujer de Mi Hermano.
  10. If only La Mujer de mi Hermano had a dollop of humor and at least one character worth rooting for.
  11. The characters never come across as anything more than self-interested parties. It’s hard to have a rooting interest in any of their fates, and even less in the outcome of this movie.
  12. 40
    La Mujer lumbers along, trapped in a long-faced score that appears to have been borrowed from a thriller, and without a smidgen of the saving irony that might have made of it a decent screwball comedy.
  13. Reviewed by: Melissa Levine
    Part of La Mujer's problem is its pace: Everything happens so slowly, and so meaningfully, that we see it coming for miles. Also, none of the three principals is remotely likable until the end.
  14. Reviewed by: Jeannette Catsoulis
    The movie bubbles with incest, adultery, religion and homosexuality -- steamy themes that incite the cast to fits of enthusiastic overemoting.
  15. Reviewed by: Peter Debruge
    Soapy melodrama and a small-screen cast undermine the first-time director's efforts.
  16. 38
    It never comes close to touching the audience's heart.
  17. Essentially a telenovela with cinematic pretensions, La Mujer de Mi Hermano (My Brother's Wife) is a vapid slab of soap depicting a love triangle among three remarkably uninteresting characters.
  18. 25
    The movie is astonishingly simple-minded, depicting characters who obediently perform their assigned roles as adulterers, cuckolds, etc.
  19. Reviewed by: Kyle Smith
    Most of the movie's plot becomes obvious before you even meet the brother, 10 minutes into it. Even the sex scenes turn out to be tasteful and tame. You've seen hotter stuff on Oxygen.
  20. Reviewed by: Neva Chonin
    Repressed desire! A sultry soap-opera star! Incest! Gay politics! "La Mujer de Mi Hermano" has it all. Now if it only had a decent plot.
  21. Reviewed by: Justine Elias
    An oddly unsexy melodrama in which every supposedly shocking revelation (rape, incest, homosexuality, pedophilia) is treated with the same blithe shrug of recognition. It's numbing, especially with the film's deadly serious mood.
User Score

Generally favorable reviews- based on 9 Ratings

User score distribution:
  1. Positive: 3 out of 4
  2. Negative: 0 out of 4
  1. VeronicaC
    Oct 24, 2006
    Great Movie! Love the cast, locations and everything about it....
  2. ScottB.
    Aug 28, 2006
    Absolutely beautiful to watch! A sexy class act, particularly a truly poignant comment near the end, "That's only fair." Watch it to understand.
  3. MarkB.
    May 9, 2006
    Zoe (Barbara Mori, as "la mujer"), solidly but unsatisfyingly married to wealthy, inhibited businessman Ignacio (Christian Meier, as "el hermano") is tempted by his resentful, bohemian brother Gonzalo (Manolo Cardona, as "mi"), whose desire to bed his brother's wife seems stemmed as much by his long-simmering anger by Ignacio as by his lust for Barbara. This Mexican soap opera is so glossy you can practically see your reflection in it, but it's also fatally slow-moving, pompous and so drearily predictable that any reasonably aware moviegoer (say, any adult who has seen maybe thirty movies in his or her lifetime) should be at least twenty-five paces ahead of it at all times. There's a lot to be said in favor of trash that knows it's trash and revels in it(Showgirls is one of the all-time great guilty pleasures, at least until it turns irredeemably mean-spirited in the final reel, and when the 1966 Stephen Boyd-Elke Sommer-Tony Bennett classic The Oscar comes out on DVD, put me down for a copy) but PRETENTIOUS trash like this can be harder to sit through than a simultaneous root-canal job and tax audit. At least the stars make it easier by looking good and not embarrassing themselves: Cardona is suitably sulky and snotty; Mori is genuinely gorgeous (and three cheers for south-of-the-border beauties like her who don't feel the need to emulate their gringo counterparts by having to binge-and-purge after every fourth take), and I amused myself by noting how much Meier resembles Scott Bakula in certain shots and the Ted Danson of Body Heat in others. The actors are pretty much on their own, too; director Ricardo DeMontreuil seems much more suited for doing photography for Architectural Digest or Food Review or anything not actually involving people. (This could be connected to what could be a rather audacious cuisine-related visual pun that turns up after a sex scene, but the moviemakers reveal so little evidence of a sense of humor throughout the rest of the film that I'm inclined to view it as a mere accidental coincidence.) Even though I live in Phoenix AZ and get lots of Hispanic cable stations, I'm not too familiar with the telenovelas that La Mujer got its actors from, but thanks to the good folks at Something Weird Video I know more about the work of 1960's sex-and-sin writer-director Joe Sarno (the best and smartest skin-flick auteur of that decade, surpassing even Russ Meyer) whose plotting this film shares certain similarities with, except that Sarno generally set his 42nd Street grindhouse mini-epics (Passion in Hot Hollows, Sin in the Suburbs) among the lower middle class or below, thus making it easier on his goose-egg budgets. La Mujer, set mostly among the moneyed class, may havce the upper hand over Sarno on fashion-magazine visuals, but it doesn't have a fraction of Sarno's insight, intelligence or wit. Full Review »