Well, summer is finally here. I've seen a couple of recent movies and I'll chime in with my thoughts on Van Helsing, Mean Girls and Seeing Other People later on. But first, I need to get caught up on a couple other reviews. But since it's summer, I should be writing a little more frequently. In addition to expecting a bunch of reviews, you can also look forward to new Behind the Screens articles which will be taking on a new feel. There I will criticize the motion picture and television industries (with a little bit of music in there as well). I'll still keep you informed on the latest in home video, but with a improved analytical touch. For now, catch my thoughts on a movie that has mostly left theaters, but is currently competeing in Cannes and will be hitting video shelves eventually, The Ladykillers. Check back often.
The Ladykillers (2004)
Review by Jon Waterman
*
Professor G.H. Dorr rounds up a gang of experts to pull off a large, complicated robbery. He has the inside man, the explosives man, etc. The only thing he’s lacking is the proper location. He finds such in the home of Marva Munson. Her basement is the perfect place for the underground work. However, to cover up the crime from the sweet old lady, they pretend to be a band of musicians. Can such a ploy ever work out? Will crime pay? If so, whom?
The trailers really made this one look like it’d be good. It looked quirky and fun with interesting characters. Plus, it was from the Coen brothers, who seemed to be getting back to their old selves and making incredibly good, modern classics. Well, the trailer worked and got me into the theater, but it failed to accurately represent what I was going to be watching. The movie was quirky and did have semi-interesting characters (and it was from the Coen brothers – writers/directors/producers Joel and Ethan), but fun doesn’t quite happen.
The quirkiness of the film comes from the characters rather than the rather basic robbery storyline. In fact, virtually the whole thing is predictable, which makes any caper film tough to pull off and usually boring. Only the characters could keep this thing afloat. We have the oddball professor who uses as many big words as he possibly can. He’s charming, yet creepy (especially with that hyperventilating laugh). We have Ms. Munson, the sweet old black, church-going widow who donates money to the severely right-wing Bob Jones University and looks to her dead husband’s portrait for guidance. We have the explosives expert who works in movies and TV and also happens to have explosive bowels. Other than that, the remaining people are ultra-stereotypical people that verge on insulting to their respective groups: The gangbangin’ black youth, the dumber than a post football player and the no-mercy, Asian former war general.
The writing isn’t very sharp and the weak dialogue moves slowly. In general, it’s not paced very well, because the audience rightly assumes what’s going to happen. Might as well show it sooner and move on to the next “surprise.” Most of the jokes fall flat on their faces. The tension isn’t tangible, even though we are shown over and over it does exist. There’s really just nothing let to stand on. And cutting to reaction shots of the painting of the husband was just plain awful.
The only decent thing was the acting by the three interesting characters. Tom Hanks as Professor Dorr plays it perfectly and provides the best chance of hooking any potentially interested audience member. Irma P. Hall as Munson actually adds depth to a potentially one-dimensional character and brings the warmth and the every-grandma feel to the screen. J.K. Simmons uses a gravel voice and deadpan style with an undertone of emotions that come out in body language rather than in vocal qualities. His catch phrase “Easiest thing in the world” would quickly become tiresome were it not for Simmons’ delivery. This guy is quickly becoming one of my favorite character actors.
Maybe next time the Coen brothers will create another masterpiece. We all know they are fully capable of it. They’ve raised the bar pretty high for themselves and way undershot it with this movie. Maybe the 1955 original would be better. At least expectations wouldn’t be as high. Either way, skip this one.
The Ladykillers (2004)
Review by Jon Waterman
*
Professor G.H. Dorr rounds up a gang of experts to pull off a large, complicated robbery. He has the inside man, the explosives man, etc. The only thing he’s lacking is the proper location. He finds such in the home of Marva Munson. Her basement is the perfect place for the underground work. However, to cover up the crime from the sweet old lady, they pretend to be a band of musicians. Can such a ploy ever work out? Will crime pay? If so, whom?
The trailers really made this one look like it’d be good. It looked quirky and fun with interesting characters. Plus, it was from the Coen brothers, who seemed to be getting back to their old selves and making incredibly good, modern classics. Well, the trailer worked and got me into the theater, but it failed to accurately represent what I was going to be watching. The movie was quirky and did have semi-interesting characters (and it was from the Coen brothers – writers/directors/producers Joel and Ethan), but fun doesn’t quite happen.
The quirkiness of the film comes from the characters rather than the rather basic robbery storyline. In fact, virtually the whole thing is predictable, which makes any caper film tough to pull off and usually boring. Only the characters could keep this thing afloat. We have the oddball professor who uses as many big words as he possibly can. He’s charming, yet creepy (especially with that hyperventilating laugh). We have Ms. Munson, the sweet old black, church-going widow who donates money to the severely right-wing Bob Jones University and looks to her dead husband’s portrait for guidance. We have the explosives expert who works in movies and TV and also happens to have explosive bowels. Other than that, the remaining people are ultra-stereotypical people that verge on insulting to their respective groups: The gangbangin’ black youth, the dumber than a post football player and the no-mercy, Asian former war general.
The writing isn’t very sharp and the weak dialogue moves slowly. In general, it’s not paced very well, because the audience rightly assumes what’s going to happen. Might as well show it sooner and move on to the next “surprise.” Most of the jokes fall flat on their faces. The tension isn’t tangible, even though we are shown over and over it does exist. There’s really just nothing let to stand on. And cutting to reaction shots of the painting of the husband was just plain awful.
The only decent thing was the acting by the three interesting characters. Tom Hanks as Professor Dorr plays it perfectly and provides the best chance of hooking any potentially interested audience member. Irma P. Hall as Munson actually adds depth to a potentially one-dimensional character and brings the warmth and the every-grandma feel to the screen. J.K. Simmons uses a gravel voice and deadpan style with an undertone of emotions that come out in body language rather than in vocal qualities. His catch phrase “Easiest thing in the world” would quickly become tiresome were it not for Simmons’ delivery. This guy is quickly becoming one of my favorite character actors.
Maybe next time the Coen brothers will create another masterpiece. We all know they are fully capable of it. They’ve raised the bar pretty high for themselves and way undershot it with this movie. Maybe the 1955 original would be better. At least expectations wouldn’t be as high. Either way, skip this one.
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