It came through on that promise. Between the awful dialogue ("We just fit, like two pieces of a puzzle"), the terrible acting and directing (there were at least two moments where the lead actress shed a single tear), and the nonsensical-yet-predictable plot, this is a movie that must be viewed drunkenly, if at all. Director Miguel Sapochnik's attempts to impersonate Guy Ritchie fall flat through a series of poorly executed, unnecessary voiceovers by lead Jude Law, and Forest Whitaker's talent is wasted on the two-dimensional script, written by fifth-graders Eric Garcia and Garrett Lerner.
The titular repo men, played by Law and Whitaker, work for a healthcare company in the future that specializes in artificial-organ implants. The obligatory evil-empire twist comes when you find out that these agents actually euthanize former patients when they fall behind on their payments, reclaiming the organs (presumably to resell). But watching the film, it becomes clear that a more insidious evil is taking place in real life as it seeks to claim your brain cells by forcing you to drink more and more Seagram's-spiked Cherry Coke to keep the entertainment value from wearing off. This movie will give you a hangover.
Verdicts: Repo Men [D]; Drunken Twister [A]
Randy: The movie forces you to drink more Seagram's-spiked Cherry Coke? Gee, spoiler much?
I would like to say, that I was the drunkest person there, hands down, and still my three shots of tequila and 1/4 shot of everclear were not enough.
ReplyDeleteDamn Jude Law. It's great they didn't have an actual sex scene; that was somewhat refreshing. Most likely they played this down because they didn't want Jude to "accidentally" knock-up any more women.