Director: D.J.
Caruso | Starring:
Shia LaBeouf, Carrie-Anne Moss, David Morse
Released: 2007
| Runtime: 105m
| Rating (out of 5):
** |
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Rear
Window as dumbed down for today's teenage audience. An interesting
concept, to be sure, but ultimately a disappointing foray into mediocrity.
So you have your basic plot, which goes something like this: Shia
LaBeouf loses his dad in a car crash, becomes a despondent teen who
one day punches his teacher, is put under house arrest and while trapped
in his house spies on the hot new chick next door and becomes convinced
one of his other neighbors is a serial killer. It's not completely
off base with the original, but whereas Rear Window built
suspense through Hitchcock's
masterly directing, this thing tried to do it through non-existent
technology and violent goofiness.
David Morse, who has made a post-St.
Elsewhere career out of playing creepy dudes with slicked-back
hair, once again plays the mysterious next door neighbor with slicked-back
hair who keeps odd hours, and seems to like to chop up stuff in his
house. LaBeouf, mostly out of boredom, starts tracking his comings
and goings and grows suspicious that he is the guy killing women who
have gone missing in the area. David Morse plays it smooth, and somehow
stays ahead of his misfit foe.
Eventually LaBeouf and his dorky friend pull his hot chick neighbor
into their shenanigans. It turns out the girl has a less than satisfactory
home life and wants to join their little detective agency. And, of
course, what caged teenager can resist a skinny chick in a bikini?
Let the romance begin.
Unfortunately the same fate that befalls most movies that purport
to be taught psychological thrillers also struck this one. What started
off with some modicum of promise devolved into silly horror/slasher
dumbness. Seriously, can no screenwriter in Hollywood write a script
where the bad guy doesn't get impaled on something at the end of the
film? Even more ridiculous is the funhouse that David Morse has built
within his suburban home--apparently right under the neighbor's noses
and somehow in the very short time he's lived there. Plot holes you
could drive an Escalade through and lazy storytelling sinks a boat
that may have fooled those teens to the tune of $80 million, but they
can't sneak that shite by me. [HBO]
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