And Drew Barrymore’s was launched. How did that happen?!
I agree with you on the movie, and for the reasons stated. Actually, I had another reason for getting pissed off at this crap.
At the end of the movie, Michael Douglas as the president totally misrepresented the senator’s argument. He accused the senator of trying to stifle the first amendment, when the senator had not even brought this up. The senator was actually wondering out loud whether the president’s relationship with a former college radical who was still politically active would affect his legislative choices. This to me is a valid argument, no matter if the beddee in question was a right wing radical or left wing radical. It didn’t help my mood when President Douglas wound up signing the gun control bill into law denying all the while that Bening’s character had anything to do with it. Suure, Mr. President :rolleyes:
The Whole Nine Yards pissed me off, too. Oz was a passive-aggressive wimp, who wouldn’t leave his wife. I felt like screaming at the screen. "Just GO, already!! Cut the cord, give her everything she wants, go back to America, start over!! Jesus, you are not the first 30-year-old to drop everything and start over in life.
It also pissed me off that Oz aided and abetted in covering up the murder of an undercover cop and then got away with it, but that’s a different story.
This is probably the third time I’m posting this, but Billy Jack riled me up, too. Billy, the hero of the story, was a self-righteous, unstable maniac, who couldn’t see six inches in front of his face. Jean, his girlfriend, had a knack for totally misunderstanding and mishandling every difficulty that came her way. Jean and her schoolkids kept getting themselves deeper and deeper into trouble, while Billy and the one good cop in town got stuck with the check.
I hated how the antics of Jean, the kids, and the townies resulted in Billy’s getting beaten up by an angry mob, and then snowplowed into inciting him to go out and kill a townie. By the time the shit worked its way through, Billy had gone on to shoot a couple of cops and get a kid’s leg shot through.
I actually liked this movie when I was 15 years old. Go figure.
Blair Witch and Super Size Me - sign me up as hating those. Yup yup. Actually, I’ve never seen Super Size Me, but the premise is the most mind-boggling stupid thing I’ve ever heard, for reasons already listed by other folks.
I just would not ever have the balls to say that I hated a movie I hadn’t seen.
Otto:
“As for a movie that pissed me off: the first Lord of the Rings. So hideously overrated. To be fair, it’s not entirely the movie’s fault. Some of the blame lies with the mewling fanboys.”
what the … ? What did the “fanboys” do?
I hate the premise. Which is well-publicized.
I haven’t seen the Faces of Death series, either, but I hate them too. Because of their premise. I can either deny the mountain of accumulated evidence before me about what the premise of these films are and insist on seeing them myself, or I can have an iota of faith in my fellow human beings - to the effect that they’re not all conspiring to mislead me about the premises of these movies. Which saves time.
Mine is Return of the Jedi, but not for the Ewoks. It was Luke and Leia being siblings with ZERO foreshadowing. In the first Star Wars, Luke was the hero getting the princess. Then they realized around Empire Strikes Back that Han made a more interesting love interest. Uh-oh, we don’t want a love triangle… I got it, they’re long-lost siblings!
Another one that made me angry was Guess Who. Could they have picked a whiter black girl? It would’ve been more interesting to have Ashton date the girl’s sister. But I guess that was just “too daring”, like not having Steve Martin and Queen Latifah falling in love in that movie Bringing Down the House.
Down HOme Alabama - I didn’t think Reese Witherspoon’s charater deserved either guy - I was hoping the guys would ditch her and end up together. I hated the way she treated her parents. I hated the way she treated her boyfriends. And I absolutely saw red at the way she outed her gay friend back in her home town. That wasn’t her call to make, and she didn’t even do it in a spirit of “well, I’m doing it for his own good”, which would’ve beeen bad, but not as bad as drunken spite.
StG
I started reading this thread thinking I didn’t have many movies that did actually piss me off and then as I read my way through the thread I realized I do.
There’s the movies that I stay away from because they can almost piss me off without even seeing them. The whole sub-genre of almost vicious comedies: most Jim Carrey movies, quite a few of Ben Stiller’s movies. I don’t know if it’s cause they tend to be targeted towards teen/early 20’s males and I’m neither, but I don’t get it. And to save my blood pressure and my time, I don’t bother watching them anymore.
Someone mentioned The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover. I second it, and add to the list from the same director, the great waste of time, **Prospero’s Books. ** In theory, hey, an adaption of The Tempest. I like Shakespeare. “Oh brave, new world” etc. In reality, a movie starting with a boy on a swing over a swimming pool peeing into the pool, later transitioning to an endless parade in a banquet scene that was mostly an endless parade of penises. I was shocked at how quickly that could become boring. Go figure.
Serial Mom. Again, a supposed comedy. I walked out of the theatre when Kathleen Turner killed one of her children’s rivals using, as I recall, a can of aerosol hairspray and a cigarette lighter.
When a Man Loves a Woman. A waste of film stock with Meg Ryan playing an alcoholic who trades an alcoholic addiction for her cigarette addiction, with Andy Garcia playing her enabler. Make amends? Not in this movie.
I’ll echo Forrest Gump. Blech.
The last two movies I saw at the theatre with a group of people (though obviously not at the same time). Most of the group afterwards talked about how moving they were. I recall rolling my eyes quite a lot.
It’s pretty clear that the money doesn’t mean anything to him. He does not get any feeling of success from it. Or joy. I kinda like the movie but I’ve always thought it was largely a tragedy; that one person could experience so many pivotal moments and places, to live such a grand life and to be unable to have any sense of wonder about it.
I like Forrest Gump, if only because I just love the music. The movie was sorta lame, but the soundtrack was wonderful-all that great classic rock. I’ll watch it if that’s all that’s on.
Braveheart. Mel Gibson has no concept of being subtle. FREEEEDOM!!! I wanted to slap him. There was no “right of the first night”-who comes up with this shit? And the part where
Wallace fathers the next King of England. Isabelle of France was only two years old at the time of Wallace’s rebellion, and her son was DEFINITELY her husband’s, even though Edward II was as gay as a picnic basket.
They may not prosper but they are often happy. Which is more important?
Shaft (the Sam Jackson version)
When the hero has the villain dead to rights and then proceeds to kill him, I instantly lose any respect I had for the hero. This isn’t only the case in Shaft, but it’s the movie that initially came to mind. Something similar happened in Cold Creek Manor.
It’s important for me to note that if the hero isn’t really on the side of the law and doesn’t pretend to be good then I don’t really mind. An example of this is the end of Millers Crossing
where Gabriel Byrne shoots John Turturro. This single act improved the movie for me from like very much to love.
Good Will Hunting, my skin crawls just thinking about this movie. I hate it so much I can barely speak about it coherently, but I’ll give it a go anyway. When I watch the film, the message I’m getting is that being smart means that you’re entitled, nay obligated, to hang around with other smart people, and you should ditch any dumb people you know, because they just drag you down. There’s no balance. It’s so black and white. It kills me when Ben Afflack gives that speech about how his greatest wish is that he wakes up to discover Matt Damon has gone. What, like it would be so impossible to be smart AND manage to enjoy the company of your friends? Is Matt Damon somehow the only working class person in the world who enjoys reading? If you are super smart, is Harvard really your only chance for dating?
Also, I find it creepy that Robin Williams gets so attached to Will. And the way the conditions are set up (I’m going on memory here – doesn’t Will have to continue to see Williams so that he won’t be charged for vandalism or something?), it’s not like Will has much say in the matter. I guess I get uncomforable with situations where all the power is in the hands of one person, and that person is hell-bent, however well-intentioned, on imposing his point of view on another.
I’ve never seen Shaft, but what you’re saying here reminds me of the ending to Lethal Weapon. Mel Gibson and Danny Glover have beaten the last mercenary, and he’s being hauled away by the (on-duty) police. Apparently, this isn’t good enough for Hollywood, because they contrived a last-minute emergency to justify shooting this guy. Given all the crimes that this guy was responsible for, he had about a 99% chance of ending up on death row, but no he must be killed on the spot.
Conversely, in one of the later Lethal Weapon movies, I love the fact that Danny Glover shot the diplomat, because he probably would have gotten off scott-free otherwise.
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Regarding the ending,
having the kid suddenly die in the end made no sense. There was no foreshadowing, it didn’t bring closure, it didn’t drive home the point of the movie as far as I can tell. Any credibility the movie had up to that point was thrown out the window when it pulled a dirty trick like that.
I’ve always felt exactly the same way about the ending of The Godfather: Part III.
Not in this thread! What “premise” do you mean?!
Ralph Macchio is THE single most untalented wanna-be actor ever. Just don’t get me started. Andie McDowell is a very close second.
And another Kevin Spacey special, The Life of David Gale. A more manipulative, button-pushing, contrived argument against capital punishment could not be found. I think that even capital punishment opponents would agree that writer Charles Randolph should be executed for squeezing out this benighted excuse for a movie.
And permit me to echo any and all complaints about The Cook, The Thief, His Wife, and Her Lover. Whiskey tango foxtrot was the point of that exercise in perversity?
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