Showing posts with label Bromance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bromance. Show all posts

Sunday, November 14, 2010

GET HIM TO THE GREEK: ANOTHER BROMANCE FOR THE TIMES

Aldous Snow: What you did was very spiteful, but it was also very brave and very honest and I respect you For Doing that. But the content of what you said has made me hate you. So there's a layer of respect, admittedly, for your truthfulness, but it's peppered with hate. Hateful respect.


So Aldous Snow (Russell Brand) is a previously existing character from the movie Forgetting Sarah Marshall. He is a drug fueled, sex crazed rock star and in this movie, it is up to Aaron Green (Jonas Hill) to get him from London to the Greek theater in LA. Of course Snow is on his worst behavior and pulls Green into all sorts of misdeeds and extreme situations which make it nearly impossible for Green to do his job. I thought this film had potential, and I love Russell Brand, but his performance in it simply fell a bit flat for me. I was expecting him to be on his top game, and maybe it was his way of trying not to overact, but that's one of the things that I was looking forward to. The biggest surprise in all of this was Sean Combs/P. Diddy/Puff Daddy or what have you, who plays Green's boss, Sergio. Who knew he could act, nonetheless be funny. His performance was reminiscent Tom Cruise's work in Tropic Thunder. Make time to watch the Line O Rama in the bonus features, especially Sarah Marshall's acting in Blind Medicine.

Sunday, June 13, 2010

FROM PARIS WITH LOVE: A FINE BROMANCE PACKING HEAT

Richard Stevens: I'm not your driver. I'm your partner.
FBI agent Charlie Wax: Yeah, you're the chess player. I read your file.
Richard Stevens: You play?
FBI agent Charlie Wax: Do I look like I play board games?


From director Luc Besson, we are presented with a sassy, bang bang,  testosterone filled romp through Paris; a love story of a different sort. Meet Richard Stevens (Jonathan Rhys Meyers) who lives and works in Paris as an aid to the US Ambassador. But when he grows up, he wants to be a special agent; a secret special black-ops agent. He has been given mysterious assignments little by little and he follows orders like a good soldier without asking too many questions. Them like Sidney Poitier at a dinner party, agent Charlie Wax (John Travolta) drops by. Wax is everything that Stevens is not and then some.  Right off the bat he is one tough motherfucker. I use that term because that is his favorite word and comes out of his mouth at a high rate of speed. He, in his bald glory, is about as bad ass as they come.

Saturday, March 6, 2010

COUPLES RETREAT

COUPLES RETREAT NEEDS A RETREAT FROM THE RETREAT

Somebody in Entertainment Weekly, it may have been Stephen King, wrote that if the cover of the movie says "#1 Comedy in the Nation" it translates to mean, this movie is so not funny but we fooled everyone else into renting  it (because no one saw it in the theater), or something to that point. It certainly rings true with this dud. Despite have a feasibly competent cast this bromance for married men flops miserably. Vince Vaughn, his dad, Jon Favereau, Jason Bateman, Kristin Davis, Kristen Bell, and lots of others all disapppointed greatly. The only mildly interesting character was Carlos Ponce, Salvatore, the boundaryless yoga teacher who was also pleasing on the eyes. This movie was filmed in Bora Bora and is beautiful, but save the rental fee and get a travel brochure instead.
NO bite: Two pretty sights do not a good movie make. A waste of a cast and film.