Then we have an emotional hairdresser (Sharon Stone) dancing to the oldies while tending to alcoholic cabaret singer Virginia Fallon (Demi Moore), and her husband (Estevez) who's had enough of her diva bullshit. Racist restaurant manager Timmins (Christian Slater) and acid-dropping drug dealer (Ashton Kutcher) bring little to the picture other than displaying that the '60s was the Age of Aquarius. Restaurant workers Jose (Freddy Rodriguez), Miguel (Jacob Vargas), and Edward (Laurence Fishburne) appear in order to represent the Civil Rights struggle.

Costume designer Julie Weiss has gotten the period details right, with starched, pressed straight-legged pants, slim jackets and low-heeled shoes. The actors are all fine - this is definitely a grade A ensemble - but unfortunately they don't have much to do. The biggest moments are, in fact, the speeches of Kennedy himself.

But as a whole, Estevez has made a poignant but oddly scattered film that hones in on the changes that rocked the '60s. It's campy, but fragmented and clunkily executed. The movie has no real story to speak of, just a series of connected vignettes that take place over the 24-hour period before RFK's demise. Clearly this was by design, as the film was somewhat intended to inspire viewers to think about what might have been had Robert F. Kennedy not met that dreadful fate in a hotel that night in '68. - S.W.