I Think I Love My Wife, Chris Rock's second effort as a writer and director, suffers from many of the same ailments that made his debut effort, Head of State, such a chore to sit through. Rock, quite possibly the most talented standup comic of his era, has little facility for writing actual dialogue. The conversations he writes don't sound at all natural, but do sound an awful lot like Chris Rock the standup comic. This might be less of a handicap if Rock intended to make a laugh-a-minute raucous comedy, but I Think I Love My Wife wants to be an incisive portrait of married life, and on that count it's a complete failure. The biggest reason, aside from the faulty dialogue, is the fact that the female characters are never given lives of their own. They are only seen exactly how the main character sees them, and Chris Rock the director fails to distance himself from the character Chris Rock the actor portrays. His character gets all the best lines, he's constantly shown to be an excellent father, and the director wants the audience's sympathy when it comes to his desires. The "other woman" goes from sexy and desirable to crazy in the blink of an eye, and the wife is a nagging shrew until she decides not to be. Even if Rock succeeds in charming the audience into thinking his own character is worth caring about, there is not a single moment where either of the female characters are presented in any way that would make a viewer want him to end up with either of them. The film is so much in Rock's "voice" that the persistent misogyny becomes uncomfortably off-putting because one can't shake the suspicion that this fear of women is what the director intends rather than just how the character in the movie feels. Chris Rock possesses a formidable talent, but after two films it sure seems directing and screenwriting are not those talents.