In the first few moments of tonight's wonderful movie, sex, lies and videotape (World, 9.30pm) Andie MacDowell is sprawled on a sofa trying desperately to think of something interesting to tell her shrink. If she did but know it, she has plenty of real emotional drama to talk over: her picture-book happy marriage is no such thing, her intimacy with her sister is based on a lie, and the man she turns to cannot have an orgasm when there is anyone else in the room. But at this point in the movie she is still too naive to realise anything is up. So she decides to talk about waste disposal. 'I worry about what happens to all the garbage,' she tells the patient doctor. 'Where does it all go?' It is the classic line of a woman who does not dare admit she has anything to worry about, so she picks on something we should all worry about. It is a perfect opening because it sets the tone exactly for what will follow: an ordinary tale spiced with extraordinary twists. MacDowell is the kind of actress favoured by men, rather than women. She has made many good movies, but most of her sex find the movies good in spite of her simpering, rather than because of it. But in this movie, she is likable because she is so drippy. James Spader plays the weirdest and sweetest of them all, Graham, the oddball who likes to stay at home and watch very unusual blue movies. Since then he has played a succession of slightly sinister pushy WASP executives, but he has a look on his face in this movie, a kind of tortured saintliness, which he has never bettered. Director Steven Soderbergh was so revered after making this film that it seemed he could not fail to climb the Hollywood ladder. But those who made the predictions for him did not quite grasp what a truly unique character he was. No doubt Soderbergh is not immune to the lure of Hollywood, but he did not make films to be a commercial success. Among his most recent achievements are Gray's Anatomy , a BBC co-production in which Spalding Gray recreated his stage play about a man with a rare eye disease, and Schizopolis. In that movie Soderbergh took most of the main parts playing several characters including himself in a mock opener where, as the director, he declares the movie 'one of the most important ever made'. Who knows what to expect from his newest project Out of Sight, starring George Clooney, which is based on an Elmore Leonard story. Greta Garbo only made films for two decades, but she packed more into that short career than almost any film actress that has ever lived. For some film critics she is the ultimate screen actress. TNT is presenting a mini-season of her work, showing four of her best films, beginning with a respectful biography called The Divine Greta Garbo (TNT, 9pm) presented by Glenn Close lingering in the lobby of Grand Hotel (the title and location of one of Garbo's earlier works). There is a lot about Garbo's movies, including well-edited clips that demonstrate how Hollywood even used her famous desire to avoid publicity to its own advantage. She said 'I want to be alone' in real life only once, in the movies she said it over and over again. There is of course precious little about her personal life, because precious little is known. She did her last in-depth interview in 1928. 'Joys and sorrows,' she said 'you can never tell them.' As Close points out, by saying nothing at all, she piqued the media's curiosity long after she had stopped working. Contemporary stars who insist on picking pet hacks to write admiring profiles in the hope of guaranteeing good publicity should take note: less in this case, is definitely more.