Not a good weekend for movies at Casa Southard.
First we watched a "meh" movie--one that was so-so:
I wanted to watch this because of all the uproar it caused--breaking up the marriage of Brad Pitt and whats-her-name from Friends. Well, just let me say this: all the sparks of romantic chemistry between Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie must have been in their trailers on the set, because not one SHRED of it appears on the screen.
It is a movie with a decent enough concept, and two beautiful people in it. But it is flat, flat, flat. The only thing that saves it, at least in part, is that I found the script itself fairly funny. WHAT they said was funny, even if how they said it was not particularly.
We immediately started casting around for actors who might have been able to do something better with the material, but we were at a loss.
It wasn't TERRIBLE, exactly. But I'm glad I didn't fork over "see it in the theater" money for this. It's not a waste of $3. It would have been a waste of $16 for PapaC and I to see it in the theater.
So, Casa Southard rating: Meh. You choose.
Then Saturday night we watched:
I hadn't even HEARD of this movies, which probably should have been a clue, don'tcha think? Anyway, I usually like Nicholas Cage movies--he's offbeat enough to make some pretty interesting movies. And it had Michael Caine in it! I love Michael Caine!
This movie was one long product placement. How many products were mentioned by name? Let's see: Frosty, Kenny Roger's chicken, Bank America, Big Gulps, Spongebob Squarepants...... The list goes on and on.
Nicholas Cage acts as if his whole body has been injected with Botox. No emotion, other than the random outbursts of profanity. No one saves the movie. It is one long depressing slog, with commercials thrown in.
Yuck. All thumbs down on this one. Don't waste your time.