Movie Reviews

Park City's Flick Chick by Jill Adler

September 2004 - Movie Reviews in a Nutshell


Garden State
Film Rating: R

Garden StateYet another movie about a 20-something with baggage. But this one is a romantic comedy rather than a twisted head-trip. Then again, it is about a twisted head-trip…. B-List actor Andrew Largeman (Zach Braff) goes home to New Jersey for the first time in 10 years for his mother’s funeral. The quadriplegic, clinically-depressed woman drowns in her bathtub and Largeman must come to terms with his feelings of guilt (he was the one who put her in the wheelchair) at the same time he ditches his anti-depressants and faces the real world. The edginess is tinged with bright spots including Natalie Portman who once again turns in a stellar performance and steals every scene as the messed-up, epileptic girl Largeman meets at the hospital. While GS only skims the surface of mental illness and psychotropic drug effects, it creates an interesting palette of quirky memorable personalities you can root for. Produced by Danny Devito’s Jersey Films and written and directed by Braff (Scrubs), it’s easy to see how Garden State stole the hearts at this year’s Sundance Film Fest.

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The Village
Film Rating: PG-13

The VillageGood thing Ron Howard has a talented daughter or The Village would have absolutely no redeeming qualities. Bryce Dallas Howard plays Ivy, the Village blind girl. Apparently, she sees way better than the Stepford people inhabiting the Amish-like town where everyone wears drab 19th century rags, eats together at long picnic tables and holds regular meetings about “Those We Do Not Speak Of” in the forest that they’re forbidden to enter. Ivy decides it’s time to brave the woods to find a town where she can get “medicines” to save her true love Lucius Hunt (Joaquin Phoenix playing a stone-faced loner to the point of me wanting to slap him silly) who’s been knifed by the Village idiot (Adrien Brody). How M. Night Shyamalamadingdong can corral a fiercely talented cast (including William Hurt and Sigourney Weaver) and waste them all (but one) is unfathomable to me. Let The Village forever be one of “Those We Do Not Speak Of.”

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Without A Paddle
Film Rating: PG-13

Without a PaddleDon’t. Just Don’t. Three longtime buddies with issues are on a quest to find D.B. Cooper’s treasure, get their L.L.Bean asses dumped in the woods after trying to canoe a Class V, get lost, meet Burt Reynolds and stumble on the treasure. Granted, I did laugh in places despite myself. I tend to dig American Pie humor. However, this flick is so disappointingly crappy (literally- the characters throw human feces at two redneck ATV hunters from a treehouse for hippies), I won’t waste the space.

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Collateral
Film Rating: R

CollateralWe went from summer blockbusters to summer ballbreakers in three weeks. After three superdogs (Catwoman, Without A Paddle and The Village), I was to chill from the cinema and take up, say, mini-golf. Then came Tom Cruise and Collateral. Ok, I’ll admit a bias ever since Tom slid into the living room singing “‘Ol Time Rock n’ Roll” in his briefs, but he shows his acting chops work just as well as his thighs, playing an amoral hitman wreaking havoc on a cabbie’s (Jamie Foxx) graveyard shift. Cruise as a bad guy? Yup, he pulls it off- big time. Even more impressive is that Foxx holds his own in this Michael Mann thriller. The film, shot mostly on high-speed digis, captures an L.A. that doesn’t exist- dark, quiet, intimate and creepy. Max (Foxx) dreams of owning a high-class limo fleet but can’t seem to do more than keep his cab spotless for 12 years. Then Vincent (Cruise) hops in, books him for the night and forces him on a messy killing spree to eliminate the key witnesses in a drug cartel bust. Mann (Miami Vice, Heat, Manhunter) conducts this one like a symphony blending a clever, provocative script, score and cast through the maze of psyche and city streets. There are a few plot holes that annoy- an L.A. cop (Mark Ruffalo) figures out what’s going on when not even the FBI has a clue, but then his storyline abruptly ends? But in the end, what works is Max’s transformation and the connection he shares with his alter-ego embodied by Vince. Look for some Oscar nominations out of this one!

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