The film is a sloppy pastiche of four portraits of depressed souls in dire circumstances. Jessica Biel plays a stripper who leaves sweet phone messages on her comatose young son's hospital room phone. Ick. She is essentially one of those indie-chic characters who talks fast, snorts coke, and talks nonsensical platitudes to herself in a mirror. Ray Liotta is a guy who walks around town in a dirty suit and rides the bus a lot. From what must be intended as a clumsy flashback (hard to tell, since the movie is so stylistically bankrupt), we know that he is dying, so that gives him license to be as morose as possible for the entire movie. Eddie Redmayne is a mortician who can't get a girlfriend so he bonds with dead people. He looks like he's 12 but is intended to be about 30 from the way the film has him act. Oscar-winner Forest Whitaker fills in the final quadrant, playing a character with absolutely no relation to the others, except for that he is depressed and wants to kill himself. Rather, he wants to give someone else $50,000 to shoot him in the heart. Why? Because it's quirky.
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My sarcasm aside, Dead Simple is actually a fun little movie. While the title is a shameless riff on the classic Blood Simple, the movie is also a fun black comedy with a juicy body count. Daniel Stern stars as Frank Jacobs, a hapless motel owner, situated at the geographic center of the United States (which is otherwise a totally flat wasteland). His wife (Home Improvement's Patricia Richardson) wants nothing to do with grand designs -- to become a big country singer/songwriter. But Frank ends up in the sack with local chanteuse Julie (Lacey Kohl), wife of the local star singer Roy Baker (Caan). And then his wife ends up dead... and then the fun begins.
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It's nothing like the country vibe we were anticipating.
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