(Originally posted on Republibot.com on 6-7-09)
I am disappointed and heart-broken. I know that general consensus has been that this remake was a bad idea as constituted, but – if you follow me on Twitter (www.twitter.com/jobfaust) then you know that I am a dedicated and overly apologetic fan of Will Ferrell. I admit it – the guy makes me laugh. And he makes me laugh spasmodically. The relative quality of his films can easily be challenged, but the fundamental fact remains that, as it relates to me, almost all of his films have had 3 to 4 gut wrenching laughs that make up for all of the rest of movie’s failings.
(Originally posted on i-Pocalypse.com on 7-08-05)
War of the Worlds is a movie with a little black button smack dab in the middle of it. Oh, it’s not a literal or real button or anything like that. It is a figurative button. And even figuratively it isn’t a terribly unique button. Actually, it is a rather drab figurative button and has that dull and slightly scratched look that comes from regular figurative use. It is not a button that you would think an acclaimed director such as Steven Spielberg would ever use, however, there it is. The effects of this button can vary from film to film, but the end result is generally the same. In this case, half way through the film, when Spielberg (and screenwriter David Koepp) figuratively press it, War of the Worlds goes from a challenging, intense, scary meditation on lost opportunity and fear to a monumentally silly monster movie rife with cliché and an embarrassingly schmaltzy ending.
(Originally posted on i-Pocalypse.com on 7-29-7)
Ok, I will admit right up front that I am only passingly familiar with the original John Waters movie on which the Broadway musical (and thus by extension this film version of the musical) was based, and even though I can hold my own in a casual film geek conversation that involves John Waters movies, I really can’t pull off an in depth critical conversation of his filmography. I have no real excuse other than to say that during that period in my life when Waters was making his cross over from truly independent film to more mainstream type fair I was busy watching independent foreign horror and martial arts movies (not much different than what I do today). Having said that, based on how sweet and fun the story was for this movie, I might go back and revisit the whole Waters’ oeuvre.