Recommendations from friends overcame our better judgment
and we bought tickets for Parental
Guidance. We lasted 30 minutes. It was over-done, over-acted, and over the top. Watching Billy Crystal mugging
at his worst, and stealing the show from Bette Midler and
Marisa Tomei, was
bad enough. But the studio had loaded
the trailer – which we saw at least four times in previous weeks – with all the
best jokes. So the movie was totally
flat and there was not one character likable enough to make it worth our
time. Our parental guidance is to avoid
this movie.
We bugged out and headed for the only show starting around
that time that we had not already seen before and ended up in Hansel
and Gretel—Witch Hunters. It had not
been screened for reviewers, which is never a good sign, and the movie lived
down to its promise. Jeremy Renner must
have accepted this role early and for the money because he’s better than a sad vehicle
like this. It’s a weird mixture of campy
humor, with sly references to other fairy tales, that probably would have
worked if Joss Whedon
had been in charge, and grotesque violence that I won’t begin to describe. The troll looks like the love child of Shrek
and Arnold Schwarzenegger. The sets look
like it was filmed in Disneyworld and Busch Gardens in the Bavarian Village near
the now-defunct Big
Bad Wolf. Still, an actor doesn’t
often get to say lines like, “Trolls are extra,” or “Whatever you do, don’t eat
the fx%#g candy.”
Sigh. I think we’ll
swear off movies for another couple of months or until something decent is
released, whichever comes first. It could
be a while.
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