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Did we think that marriage number seven was the one that was finally gonna stick for swingin' superproducer/serial matrimonialist Robert Evans? Sure. Are we more than a little sad that Evans couldn't make this one work, even after ten months of trying to hang on to that crazy little merry-go-round we like to call love with all of his strength? You betcha, kid. But dry your eyes, bucko, 'cause Big Bob's not done with females, not by a long shot. He and best buddy Brett Ratner are ready to hit the town with the top down, looking for a couple of the surely dozens of lucky ladies out there with turbulent enough childhoods to find the prospect of heading back to the waterbed with "the guy who keeps talking about X-Men and his horny grandpa" more exciting than psychologically destructive.