See, this is what pissed me off about it. It occurred to me once that if it were produced under a Fascist government with very strict censorship laws, it would sail through unchanged with a stamp of enthusiastic approval. It basically suggests that you’ll be happiest and most successful if you just allow yourself to be a child under the protection of the status quo. Chilling.
ETA: I like what Rosenbaum said about it:[
This movie makes me angry, too. If I’d been Ben Stiller’s character, and my girlfriend didn’t jump on Daddy’s case the first time he was an ass to me, I would’ve gone to a hotel that night. She let everyone dogpile his character, repeatedly. She proved she put her family ahead of her boyfriend, up until the very end. I would expect a repeated pattern of that behavior throughout their marriage.
Another one is that Jamie Lee Curtis/Tim Allen Christmas movie (something Kranks.) This was a movie I would never have chosen to watch, but I was at my MIL’s house. When their daughter said she wasn’t going to be home for Christmas and they decided to do a cruise, when she called to say she was coming home after all, they should’ve said, “Sorry, honey, we won’t be in town.” They let everyone–daughter, neighbors, employees–run all over them. The movie makes me angry just remembering it.
If anyone needs me, I’ll be in the angry dome.
“Good Will Hunting” pissed me off, because I couldn’t buy for one second Matt Damon’s character. It rang false every time he appeared on screen. Genius mathematician? Shyeah, right. Ooooo, wounded psyche? Shyeah, right.
I could buy a genius mathematician who sits at home doing math and works as a janitor. But that guy would be working as a janitor because he didn’t care about anything except math. Complete bullcrap. Not to mention the 1950s version of psyschotherapy, where the therapist discovers your repressed emotions, gets you to confront them, and hey, you’re cured!
Another movie that I paid to see in the theater that made me angry was Species II, because duh. It ain’t like I had high expectations for Species II going in, but COME ON.
Oh, and Robin Williams was excellent playing Oliver Sacks in “Awakenings”.
Sounds like some may be confusing “movies that make you angry” with “movies I hate”. I interpret the OP as looking for movies that may be a great movie, but the story line makes you angry.
Under those guidelines - The first movie that I recall bringing out my anger was “Little Big Man”. My anger was driven by the Army’s treatment, and slaughter, of the Indians. To this day, it still brings out the same emotion.
“You’ve Got Mail.” He destroys her life and squishes her into a little smudge on the floor, so she falls in love with him? I don’t think so. I should probably learn a lesson about the power of forgiveness or something, but that’s what Corrie ten Boom is for, not stupid movies that make me mad. Grrr.
I probably would have liked it better if he was the bookstore owner and she was the Evil Businesswoman, if only for the stereotype reversal. But I still would have been mad.
I preferrred the movie it was based from, “The Shop Around the Corner.”
The movie that made me angry was “Kicking and Screaming” (with Will Ferrell). The only reason I didn’t get up and leave the theater about halfway through was because I was there with my work team. Damned dumbest and most annoying movie I’ve seen in years.
I thought it was sub-Lifetime Channel material. That movie was so bad that my roommate turned to me after it was over (very early in the film’s run) and said “What the hell movies are you dragging me to?” I could just sputter out that I’d heard it was good and kind of disturbing. The only thing that disturbed me was that I’d just spent $7 on it.
Fast Food Nation. Nothing like the book and I didn’t understand the point of the movie. Especially the gratuitous ending. If it was a documentary I might have enjoyed it more.
The Cook, The Thief, His Wife, and her Lover
That movie overwhelmed me. It made me aware of a lot of things that were going on in my hometown of Lexington Kentucky. And the movie didn’t have anything to do with Lexington.
No, what I was saying is that it sounded from your description as if you had a gut-level dislike of the movie and then sat down and came up with an answer that sounded good to you. That’s not analysis so much as rationalizing. Analysis would be sitting there, watching the movie, and realizing as you watch it that some part of it doesn’t work for you. When I dislike a movie, I know immediately why…I don’t have to wait until later to come up with a reason.
I see. So even though you don’t have any fucking idea what you’re talking about, you’re still better than me. It’s awesome to know that “gut” beats “brain” every time. Thanks, Mr. Colbert. As to the definitions of “analysis” versus “rationalizing,” it’s also good to know that definitionspulledoutofmyass.com is back up and running.
The Birdcage, with Robin Williams and Nathan Lane. It was supposed to be about gay people but had a homophobic subtext that made me furious. Robin Williams’ son was raised with his partner as a co-parent but the son is so ashamed of his gay parents that he wants to erase the Nathan Lane character from his family when his fiancee visits. (Lane dresses as a woman to be acceptable to his son’s fiancee). They allow their immature, manipulative son to deny their family put them both back in the closet. It wasn’t funny, it was sad, and it made me angry.
Requiem for a Dream was a rated R “just say no” commercial. I know so many people who loved it but it ticked me off. I love all of Aronofsky’s other movies but this one is just ridiculous.
So… analysis can only be done on the spur of the moment? If one reflects on something after the fact, it’s not analysis, but rationalization? And there’s some sort of qualitative difference between the two?
That’s an… interesting interpretation of criticism. Certainly unique, to say the least.
Anyway, probably the movie that makes me the angriest is Punch Drunk Love. Which, incidentally, is an awesome film. But, man, Adam Sandler’s sisters are just such awful fucking people, I can completely understand why he’d want to put his foot through a plate glass window after spending five minutes with those miserable shrews. Consequently, his phone conversation with the one sister when he’s in Hawaii is incredibly cathartic, so it pays off pretty well. His violent smack-down on the blackmailers later is practically anti-climactic.
Meet the Parents pissed me the hell right off, too. And I had been so excited to see it because a lot of it was filmed in my hometown!
First of all, the girlfriend didn’t think to warn Greg that her dad was “a character?” Are we supposed to think that she didn’t know that he was a total freakin’ lunatic? I can’t imagine anybody bringing someone home to meet their parents like that and not warning their girlfriend/boyfriend about any major eccentricities and/or customs that may be different. Like the expectation that you’ll come to breakfast fully dressed.
Second, the girlfriend just sat there like a lump and watched everybody abuse Greg for the whole weekend. In real-life land, I suppose I would let maybe one instance of Daddy being an ass go by unchallenged (especially since I’d have warned the hypothetical boyfriend) but certainly not the second instance. And we saw no indication that they couldn’t have gone and stayed elsewhere. I totally agree with DA. Her behavior showed that she had some very undesirable qualities. I have to wonder if it isn’t just putting her family first, but also an unwillingness to stand up to The Powers That Be at all, even when the stakes are high.
Third, Greg was just such a pussy! He put up with it, and resorted to passive agressive bullshit. And in the end, when Daddy “proposed” to him, we were supposed to be happy? No way! I so wanted Greg to say “fucko off.” But no, we got the “happy ending” and I walked out of there angry.
Angry because I spent $21 bucks (and a vacation night in Montreal) on appalling dreck: Revenge of the Sith.
Angry because I severely disliked a character: the wife and her brother, in Redbelt.
Elaborate please. That movie was a hoot.
So, since Forrest Gump and The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover have already been mentioned, and were, in fact, the first two that came to mind when I read the thread title, I’ll instead add Prospero’s Books.
An adaptation of The Tempest. Starring John Gielgud. I loathed it. I didn’t realize until afterwards that it was directed by Peter Greenaway, the same director of the aforementioned The Cook, etc. Had I known I wouldn’t have bothered going to see it. Greenaway turns a banquet scene into what seemed an endless line of naked people parading past the camera bearing trays of food, which I suppose gave the opportunity for viewers to compare a parade of penises.
Waiting, only for the food tampering bit. So many parts of that film were dead accurate, but that one scene keeps it from ever being a good flick to share.
Ok it had a kinda-sorta-actually-really-fucking-awesome premise, and…that’s it. A real stinker of a plot, ridiculous acting and fuckwit characters (ok so they were going for some kind of campy dark humor feel with the movie, I get it, it failed), and it simply did not entertain. A clever dark comedy this is not, and yet it’s one of those movies that really, really wants to be quirky enough to become a cult classic. I’m actually curious as to why you thought it was a hoot, it sucked so hard in my opinion.