Step Brothers

By Adam Lippe

stepbrothers-trailer-ferrelDo you like 90 minutes of screaming? Do you not care about building laughs or story or anything besides watching two actors yell at each other in confused versions of profanity? Do you like being distracted by Mary Steenburgen disastrous facelift? Do you like characters that have no logical reason for existing, even more pathetic than The 40 Year Old Virgin, since it also includes a lack of social skills, job experience, friends, and humility? Do you like movies that have so much product placement, that the characters discuss the product, to the point where it is clear the movie was a profit before they even finished shooting? Do you like comedies that don’t bother with pacing, so while there may be a few good lines such as “your voice is like a mix of Fergie and Jesus” or “Why are you so sweaty?   I was watching Cops,” the movie feels like it is 4 hours long, because it doesn’t have ups and downs, the volume is always at ten? Do you like movies in which exhibiting profane stunted adolescence is the only idea? Do you like John C. Reilly stealing the entire movie from Will Ferrell, proving that his comedic chops in Walk Hard were not a fluke? Well, then go see Stepbrothers.

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Roadracers

By Adam Lippe

Whenever there’s a genre parody or ode to a specific era of films, such as Black Dynamite’s mocking of Blaxploitation films or Quentin Tarantino’s Death Proof, the second half of Grindhouse, the danger is that the film might fall into the trap of either being condescending without any particular insight, or so faithful that it becomes the very flawed thing it is emulating.

Black Dynamite has nothing new to say about Blaxploitation films, it just does a decent job of copying what an inept [...]


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On Cold Fish:

Though the 16 year old me described the 1994 weepie Angie, starring Geena Davis as a Brooklyn mother raising her new baby alone, as “maudlin and melodramatic,” Roger Ebert, during his TV review, referring to the multitude of soap-operaish problems piling up on the titular character, suggested that it was only in Hollywood where Angie would get a happy ending. “If they made this movie in France, Angie would have shot herself.”

Well Cold Fish was made in Japan, where Angie would have shot herself and that would have been the happy ending.