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Mr. Wrong

By Adam Lippe

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Of course it’s awful and nothing that happens is funny, except for the fact that Bill Pullman has his housekeeper’s Mexican 8 year old children order Ellen DeGeneres at gunpoint to marry him. Though it’s actually the idea that was amusing, not the execution. Here’s a thought though; While a movie, especially a PG-13 one, that turns the blank-from-hell genre into a romantic comedy can’t help but be confused, unpleasant, and kind of creepy, such as Love Stinks, why not turn it into a black comedy satire? Mr. Wrong doesn’t have the balls for this, but wouldn’t it be great if it turned out she had really imagined all of Pullman‘s stalkerish behavior because of a real fear of intimacy? This has probably been done before in a thriller with a Fight Cluby twist at the end, but I’m sure this is possible to do in a dark parody of this tired type of film.

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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.

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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.