Showing posts with label Judy Greer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Judy Greer. Show all posts

Thursday, November 7, 2019

PLAYING WITH FIRE

John Cena     Keegan-Michael Key     Judy Greer     John Leguizamo
Tyler Mane     Brianna Hildebrand    Dennis Haysbert

     
     I shake my head when I see productions like Playing with Fire presented to kids.  Clearly, the filmmakers don’t know kids very well (all the dialog for these kids sounds like an adult who still has childhood remnants in his psyche and/or has no idea what real children are like), and they portray adults behaving and sounding like children.  The movie misses the mark in so many ways in consideration of quality programming for children.  These children smart off to adults (you’re supposed to laugh when they do), and the adults have their feelings stuck out, making them vulnerable and looking foolish, and do unlawful things like revving up the fire engines and roaring down the street on a shopping trip.
     The star, Jake Carson (Cena), is aspiring to follow in the steps of his revered father, a smoke jumper, who followed the creed of being a first responder in wildland fires; these are highly trained firefighters parachuting into remote and rugged areas to contain the fire and rescue people.  His crew includes Mark (Key), Rodrigo (Leguizamo), and Axe (Mane).  They get fired up when they’re alerted to a fire that has reached some cabins in a forest.
     As a well-trained crew, they quickly investigate, only to find three children huddled together; the oldest, Brynn (Hildebrand), holding her little brother and sister.  Keep in mind that none of the crew has any experience at all in dealing with children, and they’re terrified.  Roads are closed off, so they have to transport them back to their station.  But the heroic men treat them in all the ways that are bad for children—not listening to them and not respecting them, but still expecting them to do everything they’re told.
     Once they arrive, filmmakers have them getting into all kinds of trouble with nail guns, fire extinguishers, paint strippers, and soap that becomes suds when it’s sprayed with a water hose.  All of this is supposed to be a barrel of laughs, but it’s completely off base in terms of reality, as these are clearly well brought up children, and Brynn has served as a sensible, mature mother figure for them.  All the antics are simply a way for the filmmakers to poke fun at the men.
     A romantic interest (don’t we always need one?) is introduced in the form of Dr. Amy Hicks (Greer), an environmentalist whom Jake dismisses, but is, of course, secretly (he thinks) attracted to.  Authority is presented in the form of Commander Richards (Haysbert), who has informed Jake he will conduct an inspection at a specific time.  So when the whole place is in a shambles, everyone must work together to get it in tiptop shape.
     The story ends with the creators’ still clueless as to what is good for children (a truckload of presents, for instance), and a shameless attempt to pull at the heartstrings, revealing significant parental loss.

If you know children and are mindful of them, you will not like this movie.

Grade:  F                                    By Donna R. Copeland


Thursday, March 19, 2015

FRESNO

Natasha Lyonne     Judy Greer     Aubrey Plaza     Fred Armisen



Fresno is a pretty preposterous wannabe comedy about two sisters who have lasting conflicts.  Martha (Lyonne) is the “good” sister, who has a job as a maid at the Fresno Suites and has managed to buy a house.  Her sister Shannon (Greer) has a slew of problems as a result of pathetically poor judgment.  She has just gotten out of rehab (sex addiction), and Martha is trying to help her get back on her feet.  Shannon is hostile to just about everyone and makes a point to voice her opinions, no matter what they are.  This characteristic is one of the many faults with the film; that is, how does this angry person pick up so many sexual contacts?  Not that she spends any time getting acquainted with her contacts; she proposes sex at the drop of a hat—or anything else.
Shannon is supposed to be helping Martha clean rooms, but the first chance she gets, she slips away for a quickie with a hotel guest.  Martha discovers her, and the encounter ends up very badly with a dead body on their hands, and the rest of the film is an absurd story about the various ruses they use to get rid of the body, strategies usually thought up by Shannon. 
This involves visiting the deceased’s sister, getting the body out of the hotel unseen, keeping ice on it to keep it from smelling, finding a place to bury it, stealing or raising enough money to bury it, and so on and on and on.
The works of writer (Karey Dornetto) and director (Jamie Babbit) have primarily been in television.  I found the script to be sorely lacking in coherence and got the impression ideas were simply strung together without much regard to logic.  For instance, Shannon has not demonstrated an ounce of empathy at any time, and we’ve mentioned her poor problem-solving skills; but suddenly she shows empathy toward two people and gives them good advice!  The script also has her sleeping with her therapist and his helping her in a matter he shouldn’t, both of which would get his license revoked.  The character could have been anyone—why make him a therapist?
The four main actors—Lyonne, Greer, Plaza, and Amisen—are good in their roles, and this is just about the best thing I can say about Fresno.

An attempt at comedy without much coherence.

Grade:  D- By Donna R. Copeland