The In-Laws

There are movies that make you laugh because they’re funny, and then there are movies that make you laugh because you feel like you have to. The In-Laws, an update of the hilarious 1979 Peter Falk-Alan Arkin classic of the same name, is definitely one of those movies. All the elements for a gut-busting romp are certainly there; memories of the original film, an outrageous plot, an identifiable setting and free-flowing chemistry between Michael Douglas and Albert Brooks, but what the film really needs—a funny script—seems to have been missing from the filmmakers’ “to do” list.

Daredevil CIA operative Steve Tobias (Michael Douglas) breezes through life, going from one deadly mission to the next, but now he’s faced with the most dangerous mission of his career—meeting his future in-laws. The bride’s father, Jerome Peyser (Albert Brooks), is a mild-mannered foot doctor with a fetish for fanny packs and a daily routine designed to eliminate stress from his life. Jerome is suspicious about Steve from the start, but when he is unwittingly dragged halfway across the world to help Steve in a covert operation, he realizes that Steve is taking the term “’til death do us part” just a little too seriously.

Weddings have always been the perfect setting for comedies—Father of the Bride, Sixteen Candles, and My Best Friend’s Wedding are just a few that spring to mind—but what’s truly amazing about The In-Laws is how much it squanders the opportunity. After a James Bond-inspired opening sequence (complete with Paul McCartney’s Live and Let Die to overstate the obvious), the film degenerates into a collection of lame jokes, contrived plot points and ineffective attempts to tug at the heartstrings. Having said that, the film does have its moments, particularly when the uptight Jerome is forced to wear a speedo while sharing a hot tub with the flamboyant crime lord (David Suchet) who has the hots for him.

After playing his share of sleazy businessmen and adulterous womanizers, it’s nice to see Michael Douglas kick back and ham it up with a more lighthearted role. It’s quite obvious that he’s enjoying his carefree, salesman-like approach to Peter Falk’s original role, which is why it’s a shame that the rest of the material isn’t up to snuff. That said, he does have great chemistry with Albert Brooks, who’s just as neurotic and unhappy as he is in all of his films. He’s pretty much playing himself, and if you find that appealing, then you’ll find that he’s the best part of the movie.

Despite a noble attempt to give the film more depth than the original, the rest of the cast doesn’t fare so well. After charming his way through National Lampoon’s Van Wilder (in my opinion, one of the funniest movies of 2002), Ryan Reynolds is surprisingly reserved, while Candice Bergen seems wasted as Douglas’ new-age obsessed ex-wife. In addition, Robin Tunney pops up from time-to-time as Douglas’ ass-kicking partner with a predictable agenda of her own, and David Suchet (Poirot) makes a lame attempt at outrageous humor as the unstable crime lord.

Perhaps The In-Laws might have been a better affair if The Wedding Planner’s Jennifer Lopez prepared it or if The Wedding Singer’s Adam Sandler performed the music. As it is, it’s a forgettable reception that pales in comparison to the film that inspired it, and any need to feel like you should laugh because you have to will be quickly replaced by the need to divorce yourself from the proceedings.

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Hollywood Homicide

Oh, how the mighty have fallen…

Remember the good old days, when the prospect of seeing a Harrison Ford movie was something to get excited about? After all, we are talking about the guy who played Han Solo and Indiana Jones in some of the greatest movies of all time, not to mention box office hits like The Fugitive, Witness, Air Force One and two of the Jack Ryan movies.

Well, judging by his recent track record, which includes box office duds like K-19: The Widowmaker and Random Hearts, those days are long gone. OK, so 2000′s What Lies Beneath did well, but the success of that film owed more to Michelle Pfeiffer’s incredible performance and Robert Zemeckis’ Hitchcockian direction than it did to Ford’s supporting turn.

Unfortunately, it seems unlikely that the action comedy Hollywood Homicide will return Ford to his former “sure thing” status, and for three good reasons. For one thing, it’s not very funny; second, nobody wants to see Harrison Ford play the loser he plays here; and finally, it’s hard for a big actor like Ford to do a small movie like this. Beyond that, director Ron Shelton’s cop story, which arrives just 4 months after his last LA-based cop drama Dark Blue, is a slow-moving, generic, cliche-ridden vehicle that represents career suicide for all involved.

Veteran LA police detective Joe Gavilan (Harrison Ford) may be at the top of his game, but his personal life is in shambles. He’s been married three times, he drinks like a fish, and his finances are all tied up in a palatial Hollywood estate that he can’t get rid of. His young partner K.C. Calden (Josh Hartnett) is not only having doubts about being a cop, but he would much rather focus on his side career as an aspiring actor. When Gavilan and Calden get caught up in a high-profile murder investigation involving a rap group, they have no choice but to focus on the matter at hand in the land of blue skies, palm trees and dead bodies.

Despite its best efforts to re-introduce Ford to a younger, hipper audience, Hollywood Homicide is a missed opportunity in almost every way. The two cops are already partners, so we never get to see them clash as they find their way in their professional relationship. In addition, the whole prospect of having two cops with conflicting side jobs should have been ripe with hilarity, but the jokes are surprisingly lame and uninspired. There’s also a weak subplot involving an internal affairs investigation of Ford’s character, but it feels incredibly contrived and doesn’t gel with the rest of the film.

Moviegoers expect a lot from Ford, so it’s hard for him to kick back with a more lighthearted role where he doesn’t have to save the universe from terrorists, Nazis or stormtroopers. In this case, he seems terribly bored until the film’s climactic car chase (which pales in comparison to those found in The Italian Job, 2 Fast 2 Furious and The Matrix Reloaded), and he looks awkward when standing next to co-star Josh Hartnett, who’s a good two inches taller than he is. Ford and Hartnett are also hampered by their limited range, which makes one wish that Will Smith and Martin Lawrence were cast in the film instead (at least they’re right around the corner in Bad Boys II, which, ironically, was co-written by Shelton).

At least some of the supporting performances hold up, particularly Lena Olin, who’s quite sexy at 47 and has a kinky, amusing love scene with Ford (the best scene in the movie). Martin Landau seems to be enjoying himself as a Lew Wasserman-style producer who’s trying to have Ford sell his house, while Bruce Greenwood goes over the top as the Internal Affairs investigator who’s constantly busting Ford’s chops.

Writer/director Ron Shelton may have hit a home run with Bull Durham, a film that many regard as one of the greatest baseball movies of all time, but as evidenced by recent films like Dark Blue and Play it to the Bone, it’s obvious that he’s lost his touch. The same goes for Harrison Ford, who seems to be caught in the throes of a career midlife crisis. To that extent, I can only say this…

Start cracking that whip, baby, ’cause Indiana Jones 4 can’t get here fast enough.

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2 Fast 2 Furious

When screenwriter William Goldman said, “nobody knows anything” in Hollywood, he wasn’t kidding. Take 2001′s The Fast and the Furious, a $39 million-budgeted B-movie that mystified Hollywood pundits when it bolted out of the starting gate with $40 million in its opening weekend. By the time the Vin Diesel-fueled street racing flick made its final lap around the domestic track, it scooped up $144 million total, leading Universal to rush a sequel into production.

In 2 Fast 2 Furious, things are a little different. Not only does it have a bigger budget (doubled to around $78 million) and a different setting (moving from Los Angeles to Miami), but Paul Walker has a new co-star in rapper-turned-actor Tyrese. He slipped into the driver’s seat after Diesel dropped out over a salary dispute (taking the original film’s director Rob Cohen with him).

In an age where sequels tend to pale in comparison to the films that inspired them, at least 2 Fast 2 Furious is about as good as the first movie in terms of sheer entertainment value. The bad news is that style once again takes pole position over substance, with the film more or less resembling a sub-par episode of Miami Vice. That being the case, 2 Fast 2 Furious is still a fun thrill ride, thanks to some cool car chases, hot chicks and great chemistry between co-stars Walker and Tyrese.

Disgraced former LAPD officer Brian O’Conner (Paul Walker) can now be found kicking back on the mean streets of Miami. He has one chance to redeem himself when he is recruited by the Feds to expose a crime lord (Cole
Hauser) in a money laundering operation, but he needs his old speed-freak pal Roman Pearce (Tyrese) to help him out. It doesn’t take long for Brian and Roman to get in over their heads, and only a sexy undercover customs agent (Eva Mendes) can help them cross the finish line with their lives intact.

Where The Fast and the Furious was grungy and casual, 2 Fast 2 Furious is slick and more polished. The cars are faster, the women are prettier and director John Singleton (Boyz ‘N’ the Hood, Shaft) keeps the film firmly rooted in “guilty pleasure” territory (in other words, don’t think too much about the plot). In addition, Paul Walker seems to have a much better grip on his character, and Tyrese slips into Diesel’s shoes with lots of energy and great comic timing.

As for the supporting players, Eva Mendes isn’t required to do much except look hot, which is exactly what she does here. She seems to enjoy flaunting her sexuality as she toys with both Walker and Tyrese, while Cole Hauser seems to be relishing his role as the film’s token bad guy. It’s an underdeveloped cliche-ridden role, but at least he makes the most of it by being a worthy opponent to Walker and Tyrese.

2 Fast 2 Furious may seem like the most unnecessary of all sequels, but at least you don’t need to see the first movie to give it a lap around the cinematic track. With top-notch car chases front and center here-and in other summer flicks like The Italian Job and The Matrix Reloaded — it’s nice to know that movies like 2 Fast 2 Furious have a while to go before they run out of gas.

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The Hulk

Faster than a speeding film projector! More powerful than a major Hollywood studio! Able to leap box office records in a single weekend! Look…up on the big screen! It’s a drama…it’s a comedy…no, it’s another comic book movie! That’s right, folks, not even two months after the pulp heroes of X2: X-Men United kick-started the summer with a phenomenal opening weekend, the biggest, meanest, greenest comic book hero of them all, the Hulk, is ready for his close-up.

Actually, the Hulk isn’t really a superhero at all—at least, not in the classic sense. But he is a Marvel comic book character (like Spider-Man, Daredevil and The X-Men), and ever since he smashed his way through a TV spot that aired during the Super Bowl last January, internet chat rooms have been buzzing with talk about how fake he looks (“Shrek on steroids,” anyone?). While I can honestly say that he does look better in some scenes than in others, we are talking about a special effect here (albeit a very expensive one—the movie cost a reported $150 million), and after a while, you get used to it.

Besides, the story is the thing, and that’s where the film gets…well, interesting. Not great, mind you, but interesting. The Hulk is easily the most ambitious movie of its kind to hit the big screen yet, and that will surely please open-minded moviegoers looking for a break from the formula. Then again, this is not your typical comic book movie, and all others expecting the usual allotment of mindless summer entertainment are in for a rude awakening by its deep, psychological, cerebral approach.

In a freak mishap, scientist Bruce Banner (Eric Bana) is exposed to massive amounts of gamma radiation that would have killed a normal person, but it instead triggers a biological transformation within him that turns him into a huge, raging, indestructible juggernaut who smashes through everything in his path. His would-be girlfriend—and fellow scientist—Betty Ross (Jennifer Connelly) must stop her father (Sam Elliott) before he uses military force to destroy the monster, but she has to act fast if she is going to save both the man and the creature.

Screenwriter James Shamus and director Ang Lee—hot off the incredible, Oscar-winning success of 2000’s Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon—remain true to the Hulk’s Stan Lee-created mythology, but they take some very interesting creative liberties when it comes to making the film more of a character study. There’s an obvious sympathetic beauty-and-the-beast element that recalls the original King Kong, and the presence of Bruce Banner’s father (played by Nick Nolte, looking much like he did in his recent DUI mug shot) gives the film a paternal mad-scientist angle like the one found in Frankenstein.

On a stylistic level, The Hulk looks more like a comic book movie than any of its predecessors. Lee uses a lot of ambitious, arty split screen techniques that resemble comic book panels, while the opening and closing credits use the type of lettering that have been used in comics for decades. There are also a lot of quick zooms in and out of the action, while transitions between the various scenes literally morph and blend into one another.

The problem is that this zippy style is in stark contrast to the overall tone of the movie, which, it must be stated, takes itself way too seriously. While there’s certainly nothing wrong with taking a different approach to tell the story, Lee seems to have forgotten that comic book movies are supposed to be fun. There’s too much brooding, talking, sulking and psychological analysis for this to be considered “fun,” and a lot of the initial character development feels fabricated, contrived and—at times—poorly written.

Then again, when the not-so-jolly green giant finally does lose his temper, look out! The sight of the computer-generated character may be a bit jarring at first, but once he breaks out of his prison and hops across the desert to reach San Francisco, the movie kicks into the “fun” gear that it should have been in the whole time. During these scenes, the film ranges from the sublime to the ridiculous, which is especially the case when the Hulk takes on a few genetically-enhanced dogs (including, of all things, a giant killer poodle!).

For a comic book movie that puts so much emphasis on character development, the acting is surprisingly stiff. Eric Bana, who made a killer turn in the critically acclaimed Chopper and stood out from a crowded cast in Black Hawk Down, doesn’t really resonate as Bruce Banner (then again, he is playing second-fiddle to a special effect). Oscar-winner Jennifer Connelly (A Beautiful Mind) does her best as Bana’s would-be girlfriend, while Josh Lucas (also from A Beautiful Mind) is a little too one-dimensional as Bana’s scientific and romantic rival. Probably the best performance belongs to Nick Nolte, who manages to make his mad scientist somewhat sympathetic despite his selfish motivations.

Ang Lee has one of the most varied resumes in the business (Sense and Sensibility, The Ice Storm, Ride with the Devil and Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon), so it’s no surprise that he took his first Hollywood blockbuster in such a different direction. He certainly deserves a lot of credit for doing so, but the results are decidedly mixed (the film drags on for 2 hours and 18 minutes, and the dialogue is corny at times). It may not be the kind of Hollywood blockbuster that’s going to sell a lot of Happy Meals, but as long as moviegoers are in the mood for a challenge, then there’s no doubt that The Hulk will keep them from getting angry.

And believe me, you won’t like them when they’re angry!

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Charlie’s Angels: Full Throttle

Once upon a time there were three beautiful actresses who went to Hollywood, and they were assigned the hazardous task of turning an extremely popular television series from the 70′s into a fun, sexy and exciting movie. Little did they realize that production delays, budget over-runs and reports of on-set bickering would turn this into the toughest mission of their careers. By the time the movie opened in the fall of 2000, anxious moviegoers had every reason to believe that this adrenalized chick flick was a box office bomb just waiting to explode.

Well, it just goes to show you that you shouldn’t believe everything you read (or hear), for not only was the movie much better than expected, but it was also a box office sensation that grossed almost $265 million worldwide. Now that these lovely actresses proved that they could deliver the goods, there was every reason to believe that they could do it even better the second time around.

To that extent, mission accomplished! Not only is Charlie’s Angels: Full Throttle a tighter, better, more focused sequel that tops the original film in just about every way, but Cameron Diaz, Drew Barrymore and Lucy Liu are at the top of their game as Charlie’s sexy, ass-kicking detectives. With so much fun to be had with one movie, one can only hope that there’s a Charlie’s Angels 3 just waiting in the wings.

Natalie (Cameron Diaz), Dylan (Drew Barrymore) and Alex (Lucy Liu) must face their biggest challenge yet when they go undercover to retrieve two missing rings that contain the names of every person in the Witness Protection Program. When witnesses start turning up dead, the Angels discover that the perpetrator is Madison Lee (Demi Moore), a former Angel who now works for the dark side. Aided by their trusty colleague Bosley (Bernie Mac), the Angels begin an incredible adventure that turns deadly when Dylan confronts a secret from her past.

After overcoming the obstacles that threatened to derail the first film, returning director McG is obviously much more confident with his vision in turning Charlie’s Angels into a live-action version of The Powerpuff Girls. The former music video director ups the ante from the original movie with even more candy-colored vibrancy, retro-style sass, pop-cultural hipness and a rip-roaring soundtrack that keeps the film moving like a non-stop music video.

The fight scenes in the first film were clearly influenced by The Matrix, so it seems appropriate that the aptly titled Full Throttle takes them to the next level (think Charlie’s Angels Reloaded). There are quite a few edge-of-your-seat action scenes, especially a high-octane dirt bike chase that puts you right in the driver’s seat. The stunts are obviously far-fetched, but that’s the whole point, and the movie’s cartoonish style serves as a constant reminder that this is all in the name of 100% fun.

As with the first film, Cameron Diaz steals the show with her idealistic, charming and incredibly sexy turn as Natalie. At the opposite end of the spectrum is Drew Barrymore, who is equally sexy and a little tougher as the heavy metal-inspired Dylan. Lucy Liu balances out the threesome, but her colder turn as Alex makes her a little too distant to embrace. What’s important though is that they all seem like they’re having a blast, and their good-natured chemistry is what makes the film extremely infectious.

Anyone watching the first movie could tell that Bill Murray didn’t belong there, so it was no surprise when he passed on reprising his role as Bosley. Murray may be out, but in-demand funnyman Bernie Mac is in as his brother (don’t ask), and his more outrageous personality fits the tone of the sequel much better. There are plenty of other returning players as well, not to mention a ton of celebrity cameos — but to reveal who they are would simply spoil the surprise.

Where bad buzz surrounded the first film for months, at least the sequel has some good buzz in its favor — specifically the return of Demi Moore. After taking a six year break from Hollywood (not including 2000′s little-seen indie flick Passion of Mind), Moore is back big-time, and at 40, she looks better than ever and could easily pass for someone almost half her age (like her current boyfriend, but hey, we won’t go there!).

If there is any fault to be found with Full Throttle, it’s that the filmmakers were clearly having too much fun to take notice of the convolutions with the plot. Then again, the plot becomes almost secondary after a little while, so you just go with it. Thanks to the immeasurable chemistry between Diaz, Barrymore and Liu — not to mention the talented hand of director McG — Charlie’s Angels: Full Throttle ends up being the summer equivalent of a cinematic gift from the gods.

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Legally Blonde 2: Red, White and Blonde

Far be it for me to argue with a movie’s success, but if you had told me two years ago that “Legally Blonde” would gross almost $100 million at the box office, I never would have believed it. Though Reese Witherspoon was simply irresistible as the naïve, idealistic, fashion-savvy Elle Woods, the rest of the film was a clunky, contrived “Clueless” wannabe that never really came to be. But like I said, the movie did well, so what do I know?

The following year, Witherspoon hit paydirt yet again with “Sweet Home Alabama,” another clumsy, hokey comedy that did even better at the box office, grossing $127 million. Even though Witherspoon’s character wasn’t nearly as likable as she was in “Legally Blonde,” the successful film obviously hit home with a lot of moviegoers; so once again, what do I know?

Now America’s favorite blonde is back, and this time, she takes on Washington in “Legally Blonde 2: Red, White & Blonde.” As expected, Witherspoon is too cute for words, but unfortunately, the rest of the movie is even more predictable and lightweight than its predecessor. What was fresh and funny the first time around seems like more-of-the-same in the sequel, and the film’s overly-optimistic, corny tone makes it too sweet, silly and far-fetched for its own good.

Elle Woods (Reese Witherspoon) is now a successful lawyer who’s about to marry the man of her dreams, but when she finds out that her dog’s parents are being used as cosmetic test subjects by one of her firm’s clients, she loses her job after standing up for their rights. With only her clever sensibilities, optimistic personality and pink wardrobe to fall back on, Miss Woods goes to Washington to take on the stuffy Feds who hold the key to their freedom.

With Elle taking the offensive in all her perky glory, the film has a strong animal rights message that makes it easy to embrace (especially since it opens on the Fourth of July weekend). In addition, its tone is so unabashedly idealistic and cheerful, you’d have to be a real Scrooge not to get caught up in its mood. Finally, and most importantly, Reese Witherspoon infuses her signature role with the assurance, charm and sex appeal of a living Barbie-doll who literally lights up the screen (in a shade of pink, of course!).

The problem is that “Legally Blonde 2” is sugarcoated with too much sweetness to be believed (after all, it does take place in Washington), and that makes it an awfully hard pill to swallow (that is, if you’re over the age of 16). The film is incredibly fabricated and contrived, and there isn’t enough at stake to establish a narrative hold (which is a shame coming from Charles Herman-Wurmfeld, the director of last year’s wonderful “Kissing Jessica Stein”). It’s all too easy for Elle and her merry band of supporters, and even a “surprise” revelation regarding her dog only pushes the film further into “too silly for words” territory.

Obviously, its Witherspoon’s movie (in addition to receiving a career high of $15 million, she’s also listed as Executive Producer), but the supporting characters are too one-dimensional to even register. Comic icon Bob Newhart is all but wasted as the seasoned hotel doorman who mentors Witherspoon, while Regina King shows up from time to time as a fellow lobbyist whose sole mission is to give Witherspoon a hard time. Sally Field plays Witherspoon’s boss with an all-too-predictable agenda of her own, leaving it to the first film’s returning players (especially the spunky best friends played by Alanna Uback and Jessica Cauffiel) to give the film its best, but all-too-brief moments.

There’s no doubt that Reese Witherspoon is an incredibly strong screen presence who can charm the pants off just about anybody, but try as I might, I just couldn’t get past all the pink outfits and group hugging to make a connection to “Legally Blonde 2.” Having said that, there’s no doubt that the same moviegoers who liked the first film will turn the sequel into another huge box office hit, so what do I know?

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