This review of her latest, the straight-to-DVD Living Death, probably isn't going to help. It's a terrible little film, a blatant attempt to make a quick buck. The film is a ripoff of the latest trend in horror filmmaking: Creepy guy has a secret room that he uses solely to torture people and/or kill them. In this film, the creepy guy is Victor (Greg Bryk), an idle rich kid with a wife (Swanson) he all but ignores. She wants to divorce him, but their lawyer (Joshua Peace) has a better idea: Poison him and make it look like an overdose. The only problem: The drugs they give Victor are from his own stash, designed to put the taker into a kind of living death, where they can't move or speak, but they still hear, see, and feel everything.
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So, imagine my horror as I sat alone in the cavernous theater, trying to muster a chuckle or a titter. Ornery ostriches didn't do the trick. Neither did a transsexual stripper, a pot-smoking dog or an appearance by Fabio.
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I've always been a fan of dark comedies, as anyone reading my reviews for a long time will know, and I've always found that, if a dark comedy doesn't try to have any point beyond humor, it's much more enjoyable. "Buffy the Vampire Slayer", in catering to the acne center of the nation (both figuratively and literally), ends up putting all of this stupid crap of love and relationships and "well-built" characters which are actually cardboard cutouts. It would be much stronger without all this teen angst crap.
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It just goes to show you how clueless teenagers are. At 23, I rented the movie again and realized that I had no idea what the hell Singleton was talking about. Certainly, a lot of big issues are broached in the movie: racism, sexuality, democracy, college education and its value. Higher Learning poses a lot of issues, but rarely does it offer any meaningful answers.
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Adam Sandler has gone soft and it just doesn't work. Whilehe somehow managed to carry off his sweet, pathetic romantic lead characterin "The Wedding Singer" last year, in "BigDaddy" he's taken it too far. The formerly outrageous Sandler hasbecome the Sensitive Guy.
He's polite and politically correct toward two of his collegebuddies who turned gay and became a couple. He's accompanied everywherehe goes by a tender moments soundtrack copped from a General Foods InternationalCoffees commercial. And get this -- he cries. Not for laughs, either.He cries and wants the audience to commiserate with his broken little heart.He wants us to like him.
Buddy, you're Adam Sandler, not Jimmy Stewart. Heck, you'renot even Robin Williams, and he's no good at that sad clown crap, either.
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A funny concept that gets too dumb in too much of a hurry, "Dude, Where's My Car?" is a low-brow comedy about two stoners trying to find one dude's beat-up Yugo the morning after a night of partying so awesome they can't remember a thing about it.
Desperately tying to retrace their steps because they left presents for their bimbo girlfriends in the trunk, the two stoned boneheads discover their previous 12 hours apparently included strippers, jock bullies, getting tattooed, boffing Kristy Swanson ("Big Daddy") in the back seat, and five "extremely hot chicks with large breasts" in leather jump suits who turn out to be aliens looking for something called the Continuum Transponder.
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I really wanted to like Dude, Where's My Car? After a week of deadlines,...
Adam Sandler has gone soft and it just doesn't work. Whilehe somehow managed to carry...
A funny concept that gets too dumb in too much of a hurry, "Dude, Where's...