I haven't wanted to watch this as I was afraid of more Hollywood… MoreI haven't wanted to watch this as I was afraid of more Hollywood racist propaganda. Boy was I surprised when the propaganda turned out to be of the liberal variety instead. Regardless of the movie-of-the-week underpinnings, the acting is first rate, Norton and Furlong turning in superlative work.
Pretty good, if unsurprising, drama about love on the hard gravel… MorePretty good, if unsurprising, drama about love on the hard gravel streets of New York between an ex-Nigerian soldier and a runaway suburban junkie. The performances sell the thing, with excellent work by the principals in this evenhanded effort from Paul Bettany.
Some knucklehead lonely kid from Nebraska grows up to be the poster… MoreSome knucklehead lonely kid from Nebraska grows up to be the poster child for Method Acting, changing the movie industry and the acting profession entirely, but inside of him ... nothing but sadness and regret. Must see documentary introspective about the guy who made modern movies from the ground floor up, but is that enough for him?
A road movie involving an addicted gambler and ... his good luck… MoreA road movie involving an addicted gambler and ... his good luck charm, his muse, eh? Mendelsohn does a great addict (and a pretty good American accent from this Aussie)(also seen in Slow West) hoping for one redemptive turn at the tables. Reynolds is, for once, less asshole than in other efforts, Deadpool maybe sucking some of that poison out of him, and so more approachable. Their chemistry makes the trip down to New Orleans enjoyable, although it ends as does other "gonna-make-one-last-big-score" efforts. Pretty damn good.
Danny Kaye does impressions of Maurice Chevalier and Carmen Miranda as… MoreDanny Kaye does impressions of Maurice Chevalier and Carmen Miranda as sort of a tribute respectively to the first incarnations of this film, as well as a posh Brit guy and a posh French guy and there are some location shots of the French Riviera with sunbathing babes circa 1950. There's a couple of production numbers that'll do in a pinch, but let's not get excited. The whole effort has the feel of a day job with all concerned. The one bright spot is the puppet number wherein Sylvia Fine, Kaye's wife and songwriter, makes some under-the-table and pointed comments about her marriage partner through the conceit of the song number. Yikes. The rest is standard issue Hollywood glam, with the prerequisite "as filling as white bread" subtext.
Imagine a Youtube video about kittens or puppies or otters or bunny… MoreImagine a Youtube video about kittens or puppies or otters or bunny rabbits or baby whales being cute (where is the video about baby piranhas being cute?) and you've pretty well described this 80 minutes of Disney kisses and song. Its not terribly offensive (well, there is the Siamese cats being inscrutably Asian and duplicitious) and I didn't hate myself for watching it. I don't think you will either.
All of these youth franchise efforts start to blend together to me.… MoreAll of these youth franchise efforts start to blend together to me. Young antihero. Fight against the oppressive powers that be. As cookie cutter as some of the worst of the westerns used to be. If yer gonna do the genre couldn't ya at least have more'n one pitch? This outing offers nada fresh. Yawn.
As mean spirited a thing as a thing could be, this relentlessly bitter… MoreAs mean spirited a thing as a thing could be, this relentlessly bitter view of life and of people tells the story of a dive comedian on the road of dive venues. He is not happy. His jokes are not funny. Perhaps the humor of this piece, the "entertainment" is ironic, a statement that nothing is really entertaining, that life is simply shit. Okay. But as an argument over coffee, not as a film experience. Suicide is an redemptive alternative compared to this.
Here is an effort wherein you feel sympathy for the actors wading… MoreHere is an effort wherein you feel sympathy for the actors wading through the dreck but especially for Ray Walston, blessed (you would hope) to be in the movie of the popular television series he helped establish ... and this is what they give him. Where did I put the bottle of prescription painkillers and the bottle of tequila? Have you heard of this movie? There's a reason you haven't.
It begins with a nod to Blair Witch as a documentary crew heads out… MoreIt begins with a nod to Blair Witch as a documentary crew heads out into the wild to ... well, they're never too clear on what the original mission was about. In point of fact, they're not too clear about much of anything. The script is either made up on the spot or simply horrible. The characterizations retreads you've seen in a hundred movies. Its a badly done thing, not worth the light of day is all. I couldn't finish it.