Director: Kevin
Smith | Starring:
Ben Affleck, Matt Damon, Linda Fiorentino,
George Carlin, Salma Hayek, Jason Lee, Jason Mewes, Kevin Smith, Alan
Rickman, Chris Rock
Released: 1999
| Runtime: 130m
| Rating (out of 5):
** |
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Let me start off by
saying that I'm a big fan of Kevin Smith's over-indulgent, film school
movies--up until now, that is. I also think Jason Lee is one of the
funniest guys around, Salma Hayek is amazing (looking), Matt Damon
is a terrific actor and Alan Rickman is completely underrated (and
the only truly funny person in this movie). I usually can't stand
Ben Afflek, but he's actually okay in this film. Now, if Kevin Smith
had just given them something even remotely interesting to work with.
The whole thing just seems like an undergraduate film student's project
gone awry. High concept to the point of absurdity, this movie takes
every good idea and destroys it with slapstick, fart jokes and unnecessary
gore. Yes, Kevin Smith is trying to make a bunch of points -- but
making too many spoils everything. Look at the runtime. There is no
reason a Kevin Smith movie needs to be over two hours. He obviously
fell in love with the idea of the angel/devil/god concept, did his
research, and tried to make all the main players in the movie correspond
to actual bible deities. Some work. Most don't. He could have turned
this into an interesting study of Catholicism and religion in our
society, but he ends up turning it into a weird road movie that has
no point. All of Smith's other movies have been very low concept.
They've been character studies with a bunch of jokes thrown in. He
obviously needs to work on his plot development skills, as almost
every plot device here is completely contrived and obvious. Hmmm,
need to motivate a character to a certain point -- throw in something
that makes no sense, but will guide the plot towards an end. It's
kind of embarrassingly amateurish. It's also hard watching Chris Rock
attempt to act. He's a hell of a stand-up comic, but as an actor he's
extremely mediocre. It doesn't help that most of Kevin Smith's dialogue
doesn't sound like anything a human has ever uttered. If it is possible
for a film to jump the shark while in progress, this one does it when
a giant "shit" monster emerges from a toilet in a bar to attack all
of our characters and a gang of stereotypical Latino gangbangers.
Ha-ha. Shit is funny! It's as if Smith's five-year-old nephew had
script input. "Uncle Kevin, isn't this where we should have poopie?"
Whatever. There's just nothing subtle about this movie. There's nothing
deep. Yes, we get the fact that smith is a lapsed Catholic but still
wants to believe that god is a caring and gracious being. Blah, blah.
Discuss it with your shrink and write some more scripts about lesbians,
stoners and Jerseyites. [DVD]
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