I finally got around to watching All That Jazz last night.
Now, I admit dance movies aren’t really my thing, but I’ve seen a few that I’ve actually liked over the years. All That Jazz doesn’t get talked about much these days, but it has a respectable reputation. At least, I’ve never heard anyone trash it. It was up for Best Picture of 1979.
So I watched it.
WTF???
It’s just a big disjointed jumble of sparkly costumed dance routines with Roy Scheider pissing and moaning and fucking and dying. Well, not so much fucking as complaining about how much he fucks and how his women don’t like it that he fucks so much.
The only saving grace about it was the child actress who played his daughter Michele. She managed not to be annoying which was an accomplishment in this movie.
Which movies have surprised you with their suckitude?
The Matrix sequels come to mind, and I hate it when they do that. So does Black Swan, which didn’t suck, but was nowhere near as good as I expected considering the director, the cast, and the buzz around it.
Second the Hangover. it was OKish, but it not the pinnacle of hilarity it was touted to be.
Inglourious Basterds was very uneven. Pitt was godawful in it. IMO the performance by Christoph Waltz saved it.
Wild Wild West - I loved the over the top nature of some of it, but Kevin Klein was underused in the film and, I just could not get over the notion of a dapper, free wheeling, smack talking black secret agent striding through the period just following the end of slavery. The utter weirdness of that conceit broke my ability to suspend disbelief.
Got a fabulous review when it came out, so a friend and I went to see it.
People all around us were laughing and we didn’t understand why. We sat through that whole damn movie waiting for the good part. That’s 89 minutes of my life I’ll never get back :mad:.
In thinking about it a lot of Will Smith’s work leaves me underwhelmed. He’s in a lot of one of my favorite genres of action sci-fi, but other than Independence Day I can’t really think of a role he was all that great in. I can’t describe it well but it seems like the whole movie is often very much crafted around him, rather than him filling in the edges of the story.
Requiem for a Dream. I was expecting something legitimately dark, not an Afterschool Special. “If you do drugs, you’ll get your arm ripped off and end up fucking for money in front of strangers, etc. etc!” So over-the-top I was laughing, which I’m sure wasn’t the intended reaction.
Good God that filmed sucked. It’s the only Living Dead movie I didn’t buy (& this coming from somebody with 4 different versions of Dawn of the Dead). I actually liked Diary better than Land, but nothing in the new trilogy really compares to the original trilogy.
I’m ashamed to admit it, but I actually went to see An American Carol. :o So many minutes I’ll never get back.