Director: J.P.
Schaefer | Starring:
Jared Leto, Lindsay Lohan, Judah Friedlander
Released: 2007
| Runtime: 100m
| Rating (out of 5):
* |
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This was one of the
most painfully bad movies I've seen in quite a while. It's so bad
that I think had John Lennon been forced to watch it, he would have
begged Mark David Chapman to shoot him.
And to think that Jared Leto gained like a million pounds for this
movie. This is a guy who loves to fuck up his perfect face (or at
least David
Fincher does), as he did in Panic Room
and Fight Club, but he went way overboard
this time. This was no make-up job. The guy drank melted icecream
and olive oil shakes and put on weight so fast that he couldn't stand
on the set and had to be wheeled around in a wheelchair. And for this
piece of crap! There's suffering for your art, and then there's just
being a dillweed. Sorry, but this was a dumb move.
So little happens in this movie that it literally could have been
boiled down to a short, and it still would have been too long -- and
it still would have been boring. Watch him stand around the Dakota.
Watch him read Catcher in the Rye. Watch him stand around
the Dakota again. Snoozerrific.
And then Lindsay Lohan and Judah Friedlander come along and serve
completely useless roles, reading off cue cards and trying not to
get grossed out by Leto's fat face. Then Lenon finally shows up, and
we don't even get to see the big reveal, as the casting director couldn't
seem to find a guy who looked enough like Lenon to show his face (despite
casting a guy whose name is Mark Chapman in the role!) And then I
threw my remote at my new LCD and asked for 100 minutes of my life
back. [On Demand]
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