'Addicted' thriller empty, but satisfying (w/video)

Watching “Addicted” is like eating Cheese Whiz straight from the jar. There’s no nutritional value. It’s kind of embarrassing. But it does satisfy a base craving for cheap, immediate sensation.

The film dispenses with complex plot, three-dimensional characters and plausible dialogue and goes straight for spoonfuls of the gooey goodness promised by its premise: one woman’s insatiable appetite for sex.

Boris Kodjoe, Tyson Beckford and Cuban-born man-muffin William Levy, play the lovers of protagonist Zoe Reynard (Sharon Leal). As Zoe’s devoted husband, Kodjoe has the dubious distinction of dropping trou first. Only a few minutes into the film, he’s offering up his bouncing booty for the camera, ushering in the steady stream of beefcake that follows and defines the film.

Although Woodruff knows how to shoot the sexy stuff, he apparently hasn’t learned how to structure a whole movie around it. “Addicted” alternates, robotically, between boudoir sequences, scenes of Zoe’s deteriorating home and work life. .

Who really cares? No one is going to “Addicted” looking for subtlety or nuance.