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If there was any justice
in the world, star Jason Schwartzman's eyebrows would win an Academy
Award. One word would sum up this little film: quirky. Luckily, I
was in a perfect mood for a quirky movie the night I went to see this
extremely original piece of film making that should embarrass Hollywood
into making better films. Seeing a clever film like this depresses
me. I can't get over the fact that for every one of these gems that
gets made, there are 150 Judge Dredds and The Postmans.
What I can't believe is that Schwartzman (son of Talia Shire and nephew
of Francis Ford Coppola) has never acted before. He's one of those
characters that makes you cringe with his awkwardness and makes you
want to slap the shit out of him for being such a blind idiot, but
he really draws you in. Bill Murray is perfect as his foil, with his
hang-dog glare and rumpled delivery. And, in one of the funniest scenes
I've seen in quite a while, looking absolutely dejected and suicidal,
Murray executes a cannonball off a high-dive with a cigarette in his
mouth and a drink in his hand while his wife tries to throw a party.
I haven't done the movie justice, just go see it. [movie theater]
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