Classic Movie Review Jurassic Park 3

Jurassic Park 3 (2001) 

Directed by Joe Johnston 

Written by Peter Buchman, Alexander Payne, Jim Taylor 

Starring Sam Neill, Tea Leoni, William H. Macy, Alessandro Nivola 

Release Date July 18th, 2001 

Published June 14th, 2023 

After having compromised to make arguably the worst movie of his remarkable career, The Lost World Jurassic Park, Steven Spielberg was finally ready to leave the dinosaurs behind. There was no amount of money that studio executives could promise Spielberg in order to get him back in the director's chair for Jurassic Park 3. That said, staying on as Executive Producer, and retaining his lucrative back end deal, Spielberg did have a hand in choosing his directorial successor. 

Joe Johnston is a long time friend and collaborator of Steven Spielberg and happened to be coming off a pair of well liked and successful films, the 1995 blockbuster, Jumanji, and the critically beloved 1999 drama, October Sky. That plus having worked behind the scenes on each of the previous Jurassic Park movies made Johnston the most natural choice to pick up the reigns on the popular franchise. With Johnston came a new writing team for Jurassic Park 3. Out was writer David Koepp and in was the unlikely duo of Alexander Payne and Jim Taylor, fresh off the success of very non-Jurassic Park indie hits Citizen Ruth and Election. 

It's strange to think that Alexander Payne chose to follow up Election, a black comedy of razor sharp wit, with something as wit-free as Jurassic Park 3. Much like Spielberg did his career worst work on The Lost World Jurassic Park, it would be fair to say that Jurassic Park 3 marks a low point in the career of Alexander Payne and Jim Taylor. A paycheck is a paycheck and being hot off of a critical and commercial hit created the strange cosmic coincidences needed to put the future auteurs behind Sideways into the Jurassic Park universe. 

That said, while I do think this is the worst script of the career of Payne and Taylor, that doesn't mean the movie is that bad. Jurassic Park 3 is actually an improvement over The Lost World Jurassic Park. Director Joe Johnston smartly keeps his Jurassic Park movie under 100 minutes in length and maintains a frenetic pace throughout its 96 minute runtime. A script this thin could not sustain a movie much longer than that, especially with characters this obnoxious and simplistic. Making Jurassic Park 3 any longer than 96 minutes would be an agonizing watch. As it is, it's not great but it is fast and the action is genuinely well directed. 

Jurassic Park 3 returns Sam Neill to the role of Dr. Alan Grant. After being greatly missed in The Lost World Jurassic Park, having Neill back in Jurassic Park 3 is, at the very least, a welcome bit of nostalgia. Also briefly back is Laura Dern as Dr. Ellie Sattler. Her inclusion is perfunctory and convenient, a loving nod to the original Jurassic Park. She's there to be used as needed by the script to underline a plot point early on and provide a convenient ending for the film. 

Sorry, my cynicism keeps sneaking through. I was talking about being happy to see Dr. Grant again. Sam Neill is a steady, calming, soothing presence in Jurassic Park. He's an absolute necessity as he provides a grounded element amid the chaotic special effects frenzy that Joe Johnston is unleashing in Jurassic Park 3. It's easy to see where Johnston's work on Jumanji influenced his work here. Much like Jumanji, Jurassic Park 3 is at its best when it doesn't stop running, upping the stakes, and being an action movie. 

The plot kicks in when Dr. Grant receives an offer to play aerial tour guide for a rich married couple. Paul and Amanda Kirby have charted a plane to fly over Isla Sorna, the second of John Hammond's dinosaur islands and the location of the last movie, The Lost World Jurassic Park. Grant is promised that the plane will not land on the island and that he will just narrate a few facts about what few dinosaurs can be seen during the flyover. What he doesn't know is that he's actually on a dangerous rescue mission. In a convoluted opening sequence, Paul and Amanda's son, Eric has been stranded on the island.

The crew aboard the plane are actually mercenaries who've been hired to extract the boy from the island. Naturally, things don't go well and people end up getting eaten by dinosaurs. Since we don't know the names of the actors playing the mercenaries, and they lack what I like to call 'main character powers,' they're the first to go. The only name supporting actor, Michael Jeter, is also doomed for being a liar and a bit of a weasel, bad guys getting ugly comeuppance is a trope of the Jurassic Park films, aside from John Hammond, the greatest villain of the series, who gets to escape because he's played by kindly grandpa, Richard Attenborough. 

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Movie Review: Documentary Boogeymen

Boogeyman (2001) 

Directed by 

Written by Documentary

Starring Freddy Krueger, Pinhead, Norman Bates, Michael Myers, Jason Voohees 

Release Date Unknown

Published December 20th, 2001 

A warning to horror film fans: avoid the new DVD Boogeymen. The disc that is positioned as sort of a documentary retrospective of the horror genres best. Yet Boogeymen plays more like the kind of promo disc you would receive with your subscription to Fangoria.

All the horror greats are on the disc from Norman Bates to Hellraiser's Pinhead to the greatest of them all, Freddy Krueger. They are all featured on the disc but in strange little vignettes that introduce the characters as if they were contestants on the dating game. For example, clips of Freddy are introduced with a picture, vital stats and little tidbits like "Son of 100 maniacs", killed by the parents of the Elm Street children, now returns to kill in children's' dreams. All that's missing is Wink Martindale saying "Ladies how about a warm welcome for Freeeddyyyyy Krueger." 

The disc is filled with famous clips like Freddy's first kill, and the Phantasm ball but the clips are very long and are accompanied by no commentary and no interviews essentially no insight into the making of these classics.

The DVD extras does include a commentary and a couple of interviews but why are they only in the extras and not in the documentary itself? If your looking for real insight into the making of a horror film rent Wes Craven's new nightmare with the commentary by Craven himself and leave Boogeymen on the shelf. 

Movie Review Sex and Lucia

Sex and Lucia (2001) 

Directed by Julio Medem

Written by Julio Medem 

Starring Paz Vega, Tristan Ulloa 

Release Date August 24th, 2001 

Published December 12th, 2002

In this day and age, it takes a great deal of courage to make a film purely for adults. You must assuage the elements of marketability that make a film appeal to the typical demographic of teenagers and commit to making a film of allegedly limited box office appeal. You're not going to get much support from Hollywood studios for such a film. That is why most films that appeal solely to adults are made in Europe where the adult moviegoer is still respected.

Sex & Lucia, for instance, comes from Spain, a hotbed for adult, intellectual appealing films from directors like Pedro Almodovar and the masterful Luis Bunuel. While Julio Medem's Sex & Lucia isn't as good as the recent works of Almodovar or the genuine classics of Bunuel, it's appeal to the intelligence of the adult moviegoer is commendable and the film as a whole is not bad.

The luscious Paz Vega stars as Lucia who, in the film's opening scene, is searching for her boyfriend. In a strange phone conversation, he sounds suicidal. After returning home from work Lucia receives a phone call from the police that leads her to believe her boyfriend Lorenzo (Tristan Ulloa) is dead. Naturally, there is far more to this story. 

Flashback to years earlier and Lorenzo is in the ocean in the moonlight with a beautiful naked woman and the two agree not to exchange names but just enjoy each other's company. Years later as Lorenzo sits in a café with a friend he is approached by a woman he has never met and the stranger tells him about having read his novel and that she is in love with him. The stranger is Lucia and this was how they first met. The two go back to his place to make love for days.

Soon, Lorenzo finds out that the woman he met on the beach years ago is now living in the same city as him. A coincidence that tests credibility but is well handled. She is in town and Lorenzo learns she has a small child who doesn't have a father and who may be his daughter. Lorenzo begins to follow the mother and daughter at a distance and even begins a relationship with the daughter's babysitter Belan (Elena Anaya) in order to get closer to his daughter.

All the while he is still with Lucia and writing a book about his daughter, her mother Elena (Najwa Nimri), and Belan. Lucia is reading the manuscript but doesn't suspect that the book is based in reality. Then a tragedy strikes the daughter and sends Lorenzo on his suicidal bent. Whether he commits suicide or not, you will have to see the film to find out.

The film culminates on the island where Lorenzo had his tryst with Elena. Lucia goes there to find the place Lorenzo described in the book to see if she can find the answers to why Lorenzo may have committed suicide. From there the film relies on coincidences that test credibility and though they are explained by the film's unique structure, they tend to either be clever or annoying, depending on your perspective.

From my perspective, I found the film's many coincidences a little too convenient and the many flashbacks that may or may not have happened to be overbearing. The film teases the audience one too many times, for my taste. Still, the direction is artful and the performances are strong enough that I am willing to look past a lot of the flaws of Sex and Lucia. Not all of the flaws, but some. 

Actress Paz Vega is a real knockout, it helps that she spends most of the film naked, but she is a very good actress on top of that. The scene where she and Lorenzo meet for the first time shows a star power and charisma that is off the charts. She reminded me a little of Audrey Tautou in Amelie. Vega has a self-possession on screen that is incredibly appealing, it makes her performance feel confident and natural at once. 

On the other hand, I didn't care for Tristan Ulloa as Lorenzo. I just never liked him. From beginning to end, his character never seems to have life or vitality. He is wooden and uninteresting and is one of the reasons I have a hard time recommending Sex and Lucia. Given how much of this story turns on the idea that Lorenzo is this magnetic and adventurous lover, I expected a lot more from the male lead in Sex and Lucia. 

Director Julio Medem is very talented, though he needs to be a little more careful with his camera as many of his outdoor shots are extremely washed out. I dig that he was trying something unique and different and I liked his attempt to break from formula filmmaking but he also, far too often, relies on outlandish coincidence for his story to work and that tested my patience a great deal during Sex and Lucia. 

That said, the female characters of Sex and Lucia, especially Paz Vega's lead, are engaging and alive. They are sexy, smart, and exciting. Paz Vega is so good in Sex and Lucia that I can't help but give the film a modest recommendation, even with my many, many reservations. 

Movie Review Monsoon Wedding

Monsoon Wedding (2001) 

Directed by Mira Nair 

Written by Sabrian Dhawan 

Starring Naseeruddin Shah, Lilete Dubey 

Release Date November 30th, 2001 

Published November 30th, 2002 

For those who don’t know what Bollywood is, you're not alone. Until last year's Oscars when the film Lagaan received a Best Foreign Film nomination and news organizations began running news stories about India’s filmmaking machine, I thought Bollywood was a misprint. In reality, Bollywood is the name of India’s film industry which turns out more films every year than even Hollywood. Most Bollywood movies are musicals, in which characters and dialogue are secondary to lavish production design and bring-down-the-house broadway style musical numbers.

Indian director Mira Nair bucks the musical trend of her Indian brethren with American style narrative-based films that allow Indian actors to carry the day. Her most recent film, Monsoon Wedding is a joyous tribute to her family and heritage that combines classical Bollywood elements with her Americanized narrative style.

Monsoon is the story of an arranged marriage between Aditi (Vasundhara Das) and Hemant (Parvin Dubas) and the chaos that surrounds it. Aditi’s father Lalit (Naseeruddin Shah) is attempting to plan the wedding in the midst of running out of money and dealing with an incompetent wedding planner named Dubey (Vijay Raaz), who has no idea what anything actually costs until he finishes doing it. 

Dubey is also involved in a romance with Lalit’s maid Alice (Tilotama Shome), a romance that must be kept quiet out of fear of being fired. Aditi has even more problems having only agreed to the arranged marriage because her current lover won’t leave his wife. Aditi still has feelings for him even as her wedding is only two days away. Drama also surrounds Aditi’s cousin Ria (Shefali Shetty) and a family friend who, it is inferred, may have done something to Ria when she was a child.

As the film goes on music is weaved throughout, but not Broadway style sing and dance numbers, rather a heavy dose of Indian pop tunes which are surprisingly good even if you don’t understand the language. The songs are as much a part of the film as the actors, and while they don’t tell the story, the songs give the film its light airy tone.

While Nair focuses on storytelling, she does indulge in classic Bollywood production design. Bright lavish colors and even a dance number. These things are not out of character, they are a traditional part of an Indian marriage.

I am curious about how much of Monsoon Wedding is an insight into the real lives of Indian people. As I previously mentioned, Nair has an Americanized way of telling a story, which some Indian critics say doesn’t reflect real Indians. Rather odd criticism from critics who most often enjoy lavish musicals where characters break out in song for no reason. Somehow I doubt Lagaan or any other traditional Indian film is a real reflection on Indian life.

The same criticism was leveled by French critics towards the French romance Amelie. French critics felt that Amelie was too American to be a real French film. Accurate or not, Monsoon Wedding does at times feel a little Hollywood, or as Indian critics politely put it, too westernized.

Monsoon Wedding is very reminiscent of another wedding-based movie, Nia Vardalos My Big Fat Greek Wedding. Both films share the themes of marriage and family, though in Greek wedding the bride and groom choose each other, in Monsoon Wedding the marriage is arranged. Surprisingly though, the arrangement of the marriage isn’t much of an issue. Both Aditi and Hemant accept that this is part of their heritage and while the lives they have lived to this point have been entirely separate they see a future together. Arranged marriage or not you can see through pride and cooperation that this marriage has as much a chance at lasting as any. It may not be sexy, but what tradition is.

Movie Review Deadly Rhapsody

Deadly Rhapsody (2001) 

Directed by Don Abernathy 

Written by Don Abernathy, Fred Pittman 

Starring Glenn Plummer, Fred Williamson, Freda Payne, Ice T, M.C Hammer, Tone Loc 

Release Date March 15th, 2001 

Published November 10th, 2002 

We have heard of troubled productions before. Films like Waterworld, Batman & Robin and Titanic among many others. However I have never seen a production completely botched from the first frame that was shot all the way to its release. The film Deadly Rhapsody is a complete mess. It's likely you have never heard of this movie. If there is any justice in the world you never will. Take this review as a warning in case this movie ever does see the light of day.

This pathetic production stars Glenn Plummer (South Central, Speed) as Roughneck, a fresh from jail parolee looking to reconnect with his mother (Freda Payne), his Uncle (Fred "The Hammer" Williamson) and his brother who remains unknown. Roughneck also has a score to settle with an ex-friend who got him sent to jail named Jelly, no clue who played this guy either.

None of this plot description means anything because the script direction and overall production of Deadly Rhapsody is something only Ed Wood could appreciate. Scenes are out of frame, there are numerous meaningless scenes of people driving, walking and opening doors. There are numerous unnecessary closeups, gratuitous nudity, and characters introduced at random. In one scene, as Plummer's character is talking to his love interest, the camera begins to just drift away and for a solid minute we stare at empty space while characters are talking.

The film looks as if it were shot on a home video camera by a twelve year old with A.D.D. Despite this ridiculousness the film still attracted recognizable stars including Plummer, Williamson, Freda Payne, Ice T, MC Hammer and Tone Loc. It's as if these stars were tricked into making this movie thinking they were just rehearsing in front of a video camera. The film reminded me of Steve Martin's Bowfinger, especially in Hammer's brief scene where he looks like he's being accosted by film cameras.

The most offensive thing about this film is not just its botched production but also the film being released at all. Deadly Rhapsody is a straight to video cheapie slapped together with recognizable African-American actors to take advantage of an urban market who producers cynically believe will watch anything with a black face on the cover box.

Let us all come together and communally hope that this film is canned forever. And if my review has sparked a need to see this movie just to see how bad it really is, you have to trust me, you don't want to see this.

Movie Review Pistol Opera

Pistol Opera (2001) 

Directed by Seijun Suzuki 

Written by Kazunori Ito 

Starring Makiko Esumi 

Release Date October 27, 2001 

Published November 27th, 2003 

The title Pistol Opera implies a cool that has become inherent amongst all Asian movies that cross the ocean to America. It's cool that it is well earned by a number of great films from Jackie Chan to John Woo. It's that implied cool that draws art house types like myself to any and every Asian movie that comes my way. Unfortunately, they can't all be cool and though Pistol Opera has its moments it's pretentiousness outweighs it's cool.

It has a story typical of Asian cinema of the last 25 or so years, a story of assassins killing assassins at the behest of a secret organization that employs the killers and ranks them by their successful kill. The film begins with the number two assassin preparing for a kill when he is taken out by the man we believe is the top killer known as One Hundred Eyes. From there we move to the courtyard of the home of the number three killer, a woman known as Stray Cat. She is meeting with a mysterious masked woman from the Assassin’s Guild. The interaction between the women is contentious yet also oddly flirtatious.

A war is breaking out among the killers in the guild with the goal of eliminating competition to become the top ranked killer. Stray Cat must hunt down One Hundred Eyes before he/she kills her. Along the way she is aided by a former number one killer named Dark Horse, who's injuries and age have long since retired him from killing though he says he's still the best ranking himself number zero. Stray Cat is also joined by a young girl named Sayoko who follows her from kill to kill and develops a friendship that has some uncomfortably flirty moments, uncomfortable because Sayoko is maybe no older than 13.

It sounds like something you've seen before but through the directorial eye of Seijun Suzuki, Pistol Opera is as different as anything you've ever seen. It begins with the visuals oddball color patterns, lots of bright colors. Especially odd though is the dialogue that flies off in a number of directions from philosophical to the plot point to the indecipherably scatological. At different points in the film young Sayoko recites a poem by Wordsworth and then performs a song and dance version of Humpty Dumpty. Another character, an old woman that appears for only two scenes has a long rambling soliloquy about a dream she had.

All of these elements make for an impenetrable art piece that is impossible to criticize. If you like the film you must be pretentious beyond words, if you don't like it then you didn't get it. I'll be honest, I didn't get it. I'm as pretentious as the next indie loving film critic but even I have my limits when it comes to pretentiousness. I like almost any film that breaks with the straightforward three act narrative style of every American film released in the last 100 years. That said, I still like a movie that tells a story. Pistol Opera doesn't have a story, it's simply a series of goofy arty visuals. There are some terrific visuals in Pistol Opera but for a nearly two hour film occasional visual flourishes aren't nearly enough to entertain.

Movie Review Mostly Martha

Mostly Martha (2001) 

Directed by Sandra Nettelbeck 

Written by Sandra Nettelbeck 

Starring Martina Gedeck, Sergio Castillitto

Release Date August 6th, 2001

Published December 2nd, 2002 

In the late 90’s early 2000;s there was a small subgenre that some have dubbed the “food movie.” Films where the preparing of food is as or even more important than the character-driven stories surrounding them. Films like Big Night, Tortilla Soup, and Like Water For Chocolate all centered around food so beautifully prepared that the audience actually salivates. The German film Mostly Martha is a food movie but much depends on your love of German food. 

The film stars Martina Gedeck as Martha, a talented chef who lives to prepare food. Her obsessions are so strong that she is forced to see a shrink because she relates to food better than she does to people. Martha's assistant chef is leaving and is replaced by an Italian chef who does things his own way. Sergio Castellita plays Mario, and rather than following Martha's lead, he immediately begins changing things (including the menu), much to Martha's dismay. 

Complicating things further for Martha is the death of her sister which leaves Martha to care for her nine-year old niece Lina (Maxime Forest). Martha has never had a child and has not spent much time with her niece in her short life. Her only connection to the kid comes from food and making meals for the kid. With no other options, Martha is forced to bring Lina to the restaurant where Lina bonds with Mario.

Mostly Martha is a simple film in scale. It is an average romantic comedy with the conventional feel of an American film. Watching it, you can easily imagine an American version with Julia Roberts or Meg Ryan in the lead opposite Kevin Kline with a funny accent or a cast-against-type John Cusack as the Italian love interest. It is such a conventional romantic comedy that it exhibits everything I have come to hate about the genre: the predictability, the cuteness, and the obvious strain to keep the lovers apart until the end.

Not surprisingly, the only real bright spot in Mostly Martha is the food. There are some very lovely scenes of food preparation and presentation in Mostly. Credit goes to Cinematographer Michael Bertl for filming the food as if you could eat it off the screen. Director Sandra Nettleback seems to sense the film's weaknesses and tries to use the delectable food to distract from the predictable story.

Mostly Martha has been compared, by some, to the amazing Hugh Grant film About A Boy, because of the difficult relationship between Martha and her newly-adopted niece. The comparisons are entirely one note in that both movies depict difficult relationships between childish adults and wise-beyond-their-years children; however, the comparisons end there. Where About A Boy is charming and funny, Mostly Martha is predictable and forced.

Mostly Martha has its moments—all of them dealing with food. The rest of the film is pure romantic comedy washout.

Movie Review Happy Accidents

Happy Accidents (2001) 

Directed by Brad Anderson

Written by Brad Anderson 

Starring Vincent D'Onofrio, Marisa Tomei, Anthony Michael Hall, Holland Taylor 

Release Date August 24th, 2001 

Published December 21st, 2002 

Good romantic comedies are becoming very rare. Movies like Secretary or Shallow Hal show the potential in the genre to still be vital and funny. But more often, we see trash like Sweet Home Alabama and Maid In Manhattan; assembly line tripe slapped together with big stars and attractive posters. Happy Accidents, which stars Vincent D'Onofrio and Marisa Tomei, belongs to the first group of films I listed--a romantic comedy that is unique and funny.

Tomei is Ruby Weaver, a woman in her early 30s, who is on quite a losing streak with men; plenty of frogs and no princes. She and her circle of friends have taken to keeping track of the bad boyfriends by taking pictures of them and filing them in the a box they call the Ex files. For Ruby, her recent strikeouts include a guy with a rubber fetish and a guy in his 30s who still lives with his parents. Then Ruby meets a strange, sensitive guy named Sam Deeds (D'Onofrio). Sam works with the elderly and likes to draw. He is strange because he reacts to everyday things like dogs and perfume as if they were foreign to him. As Sam and Ruby's relationship develops, Sam decides to be honest with Ruby and tell her where he's from. He had previously explained to Ruby that he was from Dubuque, Iowa. The part he left out was that he is from Dubuque, Iowa in the year 2447. 

Of course, Ruby thinks he is a mental patient but Sam's charms lead her to think that maybe it's just a kinky little game. As Sam explains more about time travel, his family, and why he decided to back in time, Ruby is intrigued by the fantastic stories and, as long as they stay just between the two of them, is okay to let Sam live his fantasy. However, Sam isn't content to keep quiet. Even though he says it's against time travel protocol to talk about it, he begins telling friends about it and Ruby comes to believe he is really sick

Writer/director Brad Anderson toys with the audience throughout the film, dropping clues in all directions. Follow one set of clues and Sam is telling the truth. Look at another set of clues and it seems likely that he is likely a mental patient. It's a difficult balancing act, but Anderson is blessed with the talented and charismatic D'Onofrio, who easily balances charm and insanity.

One could easily compare Happy Accidents with another movie about space aliens masquerading as mental patients--K-Pax. The difference is where K-Pax is maddeningly vague and ends with no resolution, Happy Accidents skates and charms, and its resolution is welcome, if not surprising.

D'Onofrio is becoming one of the most consistently fascinating actors working today. I would highly recommend Happy Accidents based on his role alone. That the film is also charming and romantic might be considered a Happy Accident.

Movie Review Gang Tapes

Gang Tapes (2001) 

Directed by Adam Ripp 

Written by Adam Ripp

Starring Darris Love, Trivell 

Release Date February 1st, 2001

Published October 20th, 2002 

It’s been called the movie “they” don’t want you to see. Some have compared it to the Blair Witch Project, for it’s shaky cam style and improvised dialogue. These are merely marketing concoctions that don’t do the film justice. What the film Gang Tapes really is, is the most truthful and shocking look at life in inner city Los Angeles.

As the film begins with vacation footage of some nameless white family, the audience wonders if they are watching the right movie. Then as quickly as the occurs the dread begins as the family on the tape begins to shed light on the situation, they are lost. Suddenly and violently the once happy family is gone, brutally car jacked, their fate unknown. The beginning of Gang Tapes is jarring enough but as the film develops, the shocks continue. The audience is given moments of calm, followed by horror that leads to more shocking realistic violence.

The film is the creation of Adam Ripp, a first time writer-director with more courage than talent. Ripp worked with actual gang members in the making of Gang Tapes, giving them a digital camera and a minimum of storyline to carry forward thru the film. The lone actor in the film is Darris Love whose minor television work is the experience amongst the amazing cast. A young man credited as Trivell is the film's focal point. Kris, a fourteen year old who has grown up worshipping the gang members in his neighborhood, is our eyes and ears behind the camera. 

As Kris gets deeper involved in gang life the audience is treated to more and more shocks and sadness. We witness Kris being beat into the gang, a ritual wherein the gang kicks and punches Kris until they feel he is tough enough to be a member. We see Kris and his idol Alonzo (Love) demonstrating how to make rock cocaine. And in the film's most shocking and hard to watch scene, Kris commits his first murder.

Gang Tapes is an amazing film, in style and subject. In style it is a likely unintentional homage to French cinema verite and the European Dogme 95 movement. Indeed Gang Tapes meets most of the requirements of a Dogme film, save for it’s use of weapons and director Adam Ripp being credited as the director. More than likely the style of the film has more to do with budget than obscure European film movements but the similarities are striking if you are a scholar.

In subject Gang Tapes makes every other film of the gang genre seem superficial in comparison.

Much like the best of early 90’s Gangsta Rap, Gang Tapes shines a light on inner city gang activities that many would like to ignore. People such as Los Angeles Congressional Representative Maxine Waters who would rather staple her eyes shut than acknowlege the gang activity that takes place in the very district from which she was elected.

The film could stand for a little more editing and a tighter pace but it is nevertheless challenging, shocking and sad. This is a brilliant and valuable work of art.

Movie Review Fulltime Killer

Fulltime Killer (2001) 

Directed by Johnny To, Wai Ka-Fai 

Written by Wai Ka-Fai, Joey O'Brien 

Starring Andy Lau, Takashi Sorimachi, Simon Yam, Kelly Lin 

Release Date August 3rd, 2001 

Published June 9th, 2003 

In this country, we make a big deal about violence in films and television. In other countries, however, the reaction to violence in films is quite different. Especially a place like Hong Kong where violence has become it's own artform.

With the films of Chow Yun Fat and especially those of John Woo, violence in Hong Kong films was accorded the respect and artistry that we in America attribute to a Meryl Streep performance. The tradition of highly stylized violence in Hong Kong movies continues today even as many of it's most well known stars and directors have moved onto American films.

Fulltime Killer is one of the latest in a long line of artfully violent Hong Kong movies. While it may not be the equal of a Hard Boiled, it's as slickly blood-soaked and entertaining as the number of films it references. There is a long in the tooth cliche in Hong Kong action films about top assassins killing other assassins to become the best killer in the world. Fulltime Killer plays this same theme, shamelessly aping the number of films that have played this same plot.

O (Takashi Sorimachi) is the top assassin in all of Asia, a cold blooded killer who murders a former high school friend, after completing a contract, simply because that friend could identify him to the police. O lives in almost complete isolation as to avoid unsatisfied clients or fellow killers who hope to unseat him. Maintaining two apartments, O's only connection to the outside world is a woman he hires to clean his apartment. As he watches from his real apartment across the street, the beautiful young Chin (Kelly Lin) cleans his apartment. Chin suspects he is watching and even toys with him by undressing in front of open windows before cleaning. She also suspects that her boss is an assassin.

Chin's suspicions are confirmed by the emergence of another assassin, the movie-obsessed Tok (Andy Lau). The two meet when the ultra charismatic Tok seeks out his rival’s new cleaning lady at her other job as a video store clerk. Wearing, of all things, a Bill Clinton mask, Tok seduces Chin into a date, which he leaves halfway through to do a job. He then returns all the while still wearing the mask. Once the mask comes off, the truth comes out. Rather than be put off by the killer, Chin is even more intrigued and takes to being the girlfriend of an assassin.

There is far more to Tok's motivation to kill O, not only the pride of becoming the top killer but also vengeance for the death of his girlfriend, O's former cleaning lady. She was the victim of one of O's rivals.

None of this story is new, but the stylish self-referential Fulltime Killers never feels stale. Directors Johnny To and Kai Fai Wai revel in their homage to various films. Occasionally referring to the films by name such as Leon The Professional and El Mariachi. The stylishness of the floating camera's and over the top use crane's and dollies keeps the film moving at a breakneck pace. Slowing down for only moments for minor exposition, it's the exhibition of stylized violence that fascinates the directors. It has certainly been done before and it's been done better but the enjoyment that permeates the edge of every scene gives it all a freshness.

The film’s stars are two very charismatic young stars in Andy Lau and Tokashi Sorimachi. The confident attention grabbing performances provide the spark the film needs to separate itself from its various influences. It is the performances of the two leads as well as Kelly Lin and Hong Kong veteran Simon Yam as a cop on the trio's tail that makes Fulltime Killer an exciting, energetic thriller.

Movie Review The Man from Elysian Fields

The Man from Elysian Fields (2001) 

Directed by George Hickenlooper 

Written by Phillip Jason Lasker

Starring Andy Garcia, James Coburn, Julianna Margulies, Mick Jagger, Olivia Williams 

Release Date September 27th, 2002 

Published May 24th, 2003 

Woman: Are you the man from Elysian Fields?

Man: Is it that obvious?

Just what is this Man From Elysian Fields? Well it's a rare breed of well written, charming, intelligent filmmaking that respects the intelligence and wit of its audience. A film of great wit, that is not afraid to be adult and doesn't compromise itself to the marketplace. Essentially, it's the kind of film I wish there were more of.

The film stars Andy Garcia as Byron Tiller, a down on his luck novelist who spends his free time in bookstores enticing people to buy his novel, a lame thriller called Hitler's Son. Saddened by the fact that after less than a year his book is in the bargain bin, Byron is finally finishing up his second novel. His wife Dena (Julianna Marguilies) is supportive but money is getting tight while she waits for him to finish.

Unfortunately, Byron's publisher doesn't like the new book, which Byron says is about migrant workers. Without a publishing deal, Byron begins searching for a job but finds no one is hiring out-of-work writers.

With no real prospects, Byron finds himself approached in a bar by a stranger named Luther Fox (Mick Jagger. Yes, that Mick Jagger. Is there any other?). Luther claims to have the solution to Byron's problem and gives him a business card for something called Elysian Fields.

Elysian Fields is the cover name for an escort service that pairs men with lonely women to escort them to events when their husbands aren't available and on some occasions sleep with them. Of course, this isn't anything Byron would ever do because he's happily married but when Luther tells him he doesn't have to sleep with the women, he agrees.

After lying to his wife, saying he was spending late nights with hi editor, Byron escorts a gorgeous woman named Andrea Alcott (Olivia Williams) to the opera. Why does a woman as beautiful as Andrea need an escort? Because her husband is dying of diabetes and has agreed to allow her to date. Andrea's husband Tobias (James Coburn) also happens to be an award-winning writer whom Byron has idolized. He doesn't find this out until he is caught sleeping with Andrea and is introduced to the couple’s arrangement.

The set up sounds forced and convenient, only in my feeble explanation. The real joy of The Man From Elysian Fields is in its dialogue and characters, all of whom are well inhabited by one of the best ensemble casts I've seen in a long time. Forget what you think of Mick Jagger as an actor, he gives a stellar performance here as the narrator and devil on Byron's shoulder that slowly becomes his conscience.

Andy Garcia is becoming one of the most reliable actors in Hollywood, consistently seeking out and finding great roles and great scripts. Garcia is aided greatly by a wonderfully sympathetic performance by Julianna Marguilies.

In his final performance before his death in 2002, Oscar winner James Coburn is magnificently witty and gruff. His love story with Williams is tender and believable as written by screenwriter Philip Jayson Lasker. Though some of Coburn's dialogue borders on being too well written Coburn reigns it in with the glint in his eye. It is a little strange to watch the late Coburn portray a character that is dying but the performance is so good that it feels like the perfect coda for his career.

There really is little to complain about in The Man From Elysian Fields. Director George Hickenlooper so elegantly crafts this film that even when it’s at times breezy, it’s acceptable. It's just so well written. It's not laugh out loud funny but intelligently witty. It reminded me of the kind of film Hollywood made during its glory days of the 1950's, though with a story that likely couldn't have been made in the days of the Hays code.

Movie Review Kill Me Later

Kill Me Later (2001) 

Directed by Dana Lustig

Written by Dana Lustig

Starring Selma Blair, Max Beesley, Brendan Fehr

Release Date September 14th, 2001 

Published June 3rd, 2002 

Actor Max Beesley is a very well respected dramatic actor and sex symbol in his home country of England. Sadly, here in the U.S., Beesley is best known as Mariah Carey's love interest in the horrendous flop Glitter. Beesley may never live that one down, in America anyway, but he is doing what he can to put it behind him and the straight-to-video feature Kill Me Later, co-starring Selma Blair, is a good start on his redemption tour.

Beesley is Charlie, a drummer who turns to bank robbery as a way of providing a future for a young daughter he has never known. Selma Blair is Shawn, a bank teller in a bad relationship with her married boss played by D.W Moffett. After her boss spends the night and explains that he has no intention of leaving his wife or having children, Shawn contemplates suicide. 

Shawn isn't considering suicide because of her jerk boss, but rather her personal embarrassment over getting involved with him at all. Charlie and Shawn's paths cross when Charlie and his crew rob the bank where Shawn works as a loan officer. The robbery may have come off without a hitch if Shawn hadn't been on the roof thinking of jumping, thus causing a neighbor to call the police who accidentally interrupt the robbery.

Charlie keeps Shawn from jumping and takes her hostage. Of course it's not that simple. Being suicidal, Shawn doesn't make for a very good hostage. Charlie cuts her a deal; if she cooperates he promises he will kill her later. It doesn't take a genius to figure where the story is going from here, of course they fall in love and are chased by cops and various other contrived drama about the money and the cops.

What sets Kill Me Later apart from other similar films is director Dana Lustig, who employ's stylish camera movements, music video style editing and lighting to make for a visually interesting film. My favorite technical innovation was the editing. While not groundbreaking, Lustig and her team employ a quick cutting style of shots that last no more than 10 to 15 seconds. Especially effective are the tight close-ups of Blair, backed by bright lighting against her pale skin accentuating her beautiful eyes and jet-black locks.

Selma Blair truly shines as a misanthrope whose hatred of the people around her is only surpassed by her own self-hatred. Blair is wonderful, communicating an innate intelligence and deep sadness with her gorgeous brown eyes. Beesley, for his part, is charming and magnetic. The camera loves him. In Glitter he was flat as a board. Here he shows that if the material is good he can be great.

Movie Review Intacto

Intacto (2001) 

Directed by Juan Carlos Fresnadillo 

Written by Juan Carlos Fresnadillo 

Starring Leonardo Sbaraglia, Max Von Sydow 

Release Date January 3rd, 2003 

Published June 2nd, 2003 

Luck is a funny thing. It's defined as a force that brings good fortune or adversity. But what kind of force? Does not the word force imply something can be controlled? Luck is something seemingly intangible that it can't be controlled. Or can it? The characters in Juan Carlos Fresnadillo's first full length feature believe not only that luck can be controlled but that the luck of others can be controlled as well, alternately taken away and given to others. It's this unique premise that plays out in Intacto.

In a casino seemingly in the middle of nowhere, high rollers drop big amounts of cash. But underneath the casino, far bigger wagers are being played against the casino's oddball owner known to many as The Jew (Max Von Sydow). With his top advisor Federico (Eucebio Poncela), The Jew manipulates the luck of the players in the casino. If by chance someone gets on a hot streak, Federico is dispatched to simply touch the player. The touch takes the player’s luck and gives it to Federico.

However, when Federico decides he wants to go out on his own, using his abilities for his own gain, The Jew takes his luck away. Some years later Federico is working for an insurance company, or at least, that’s his cover. In reality, the insurance industry is a way for Federico to find people who have the gift he once had. He finds what he is looking for in a plane crash survivor named Tomas.

Tomas happens to be a thief who was on the plane escaping from the pursuit of a police detective named Sara (Monica Lopez). She too has a gift for luck, having survived a car crash that killed her husband and child. As Federico helps Tomas escape from the police, they enter a strange world of gamblers who trade in luck rather than just money. With the help of another of these gamblers, a bullfighter (Antonio Dechent), Sara follows them into the games.

The games are dreamlike in their strangeness. In one scene, regular everyday folks are chosen by the gamblers. They take photographs of these people and then touch them, taking their luck. The photographs of these people are then used as cache for the bigger bets. The goal of it all is to get to The Jew for the biggest chance game of all.

All of this is shot by Fresnadillo with a sharpness that belies the film’s small budget. The crispness and clarity of the DVD is remarkable. The desert landscape that surrounds the casino, shot in the opening from a mini helicopter equipped with a camera at night is striking and attention grabbing.

The story does have its minor contrivances, such as what happens when you beat The Jew? Then what, wait until someone beats you? The Jew's life isn't exactly exciting. As played by the magnificent Max Von Sydow, he is a paranoid old man who spends his days locked in a small, poorly lit room wearing a mask in fear that someone might see his face or take his photo.

That minor quibble aside Intacto is a fascinating and unique picture that combines the cool of modern Hollywood storytelling with the beauty of an art film. For a director working on his first feature, Fresnadillo has an amazing confident style that comes from a kid who doesn't know what can't be done. 

Movie Review: In the Bedroom

In the Bedroom (2001) 

Directed by Todd Field

Written by Todd Field

Starring Sissy Spacek, Tom Wilkinson, Marisa Tomei, Nick Stahl, 

Release Date November 23rd, 2001 

Published January 15th, 2002 

Sissy Spacek reminds me of someone I know, I can't quite place it but I feel like I know her. That is an excellent quality for an actor or actress to have, it becomes less like acting and feels real. When I watch her, it feels for me like I'm watching a real life in progress, and it's that quality that she brings to In The Bedroom and makes the films actions that much more tragic.

Bedroom is the story of a family in Camden, Maine. Mother (Spacek) is a teacher, Father (Tom Wilkinson) a doctor and their son (Nick Stahl), who is preparing for college. Of course nothing is ever what it seems, the parents are happy but argue greatly over their son's choice to date an older woman (Marisa Tomei) who is divorced with two kids to go with a violent ex-husband. The setup is combustible but director Todd Field never creates an air of inevitability, instead he allows the story to flow to conclusions that are shocking but not all that surprising. 

I'm struggling to avoid giving away too much, though the plot twists are not shocking surprises, they're not surprising if you actually watch the movie. The film is very realistic. How many times in your life has something happened that is shocking and tragic but you said to yourself that you could kind of see it coming? That is how this movie feels.

Director Todd Field is best known as an actor for his role as Tom Cruise piano player friend in Eyes Wide Shut, where Field says he spent a great deal of time studying at the feet of the master Stanley Kubrick. Although stylistically you don't see much influence I think In The Bedroom is a film Kubrick would have appreciated with it's slow studied pacing and desperate protagonists expertly played by Spacek and British character actor Tom Wilkinson.

Of the film's few flaws I would say the lack of chemistry between Nick Stahl and Marisa Tomei is the most obvious. The films glacial pacing works for the most part but drags in the middle. These criticisms are overcome though by the brilliant performance of Sissy Spacek that is the heart of this very good film. 

Movie Review: Domestic Disturbance

Domestic Disturbance (2001) 

Directed by Harold Becker 

Written by Lewis Colick 

Starring John Travolta, Vince Vaughn, Teri Polo, Steve Buscemi 

Release Date November 2nd, 2001 

Published November 2nd, 2001 

John Travolta has a history of redeeming bad movies. Look at movies like Broken Arrow, The General's Daughter and Swordfish all bad movies made better by having Travolta as the star. Through the sheer force of charisma and charm, Travolta takes bad material and makes it fun and entertaining. However, not even Travolta can save Domestic Disturbance, one of the worst films of 2001.

Domestic Disturbance is the story of a young boy who witnesses his stepfather, played by Vince Vaughn, committing a murder. Is the kid crying wolf? Only his father played by Travolta believes he's telling the truth. Of course none of this matters to the audience who are always 20 minutes ahead of the characters.

The film's marketing campaign pretty well gives away the story by touting Travolta as the good guy. If he's the good guy obviously there is a bad guy, and make no mistake you already know who that is too. 

Of course, a good movie could possibly overcome such a bad marketing campaign. Unfortunately, Domestic Disturbance is a terrible film. There are stock characters and situations seen many times before and numerous other lame thriller shortcuts. The most egregious of the cliched cheats in Domestic Disturbance is the use of the child in danger trope. 

The oldest and arguably worst trick in the suspense genre, placing a child in danger is a cheap way to involve the audience. We may not care about the adult idiot characters, but a good person may worry about a child, even in the least convincing thriller.  That's not to say that Domestic Disturbance is effective in any way. Rather, it's a baseline of involvement akin to, hey, don't hurt that small child you idiotic film director. 

Domestic Disturbance also features the classic dumb thriller cop. A movie like Domestic Disturbance couldn't live without the dumb cop who, despite all the evidence, remains completely ignorant. A competent cop would require the screenwriters to do a little more work to make their plot believable and that would be way way more work than anyone involved in Domestic Disturbance wanted to do. 

Ignorant, brain-dead, and insulting, Domestic Disturbance will be on my list of the 10 worst films of the year.

Movie Review: Thirteen Ghosts

Thirteen Ghost (2001) 

Directed by Steve Beck

Written by Neal Marshall Stevens, Richard D'Ovidio, 7 other writers 

Starring Tony Shalhoub, Embeth Davidtz, Matthew Lillard, Shannon Elizabeth

Release Date October 26th, 2001 

Published October 26th, 2001 

When was the last time you saw a scary movie that actually scared you? For me it would be 'Friday the 13th Part 2,' but what did I know I was nine years old when I saw that. For me horror films are like America's funniest home videos, some are painful to watch and some are truly hysterical. The 'Nightmare on Elm Street' series has provided me with some huge laughs some intentional, most not.

Sadly the newest addition to the horror genre 'Thirteen Ghosts' only has a few laughs one unintentional, a grisly murder meant for shock value that is made hilarious in execution; and one intentional laugh, a very funny line wondering what happened to the character whose murder provided the previous big laugh. That's all the joy one will take from Thirteen Ghosts. 

The film is otherwise populated with been there done that attempts at scares. One of the selling points for the movie is the much talked about house in the film. The house is impressive in design but we've seen it more lavishly done, quite recently, in 'The Haunting' and more interestingly done in the very funny 'House On Haunted Hill.' 

Meanwhile, the performances by Tony Shalhoub, Shannon Elisabeth and Embeth Davidtz are perfunctory, typical scenes of running and screaming. Elisabeth, who in commercials is played as a lead but only actually only appears in maybe a third of the film. I can say this about the acting; for the first time since 'Scream' I liked Matthew Lillard, his character provides a couple of good chuckles and his manic energy occasionally brings the film to life.

Of course I couldn't have expected 'Thirteen Ghosts' to be any good knowing, as I did, beforehand that it has been written by NINE different writers, yes, nine. I always thought four writers were the absolute kiss of death but NINE?

Movie Review Life As a House

Life as a House (2001) 

Directed by Irwin Winkler 

Written by Mark Andrus 

Starring Kevin Kline, Kristen Scott Thomas, Hayden Christensen, Jena Malone, Mary Steenburgen

Release Date October 26th, 2001 

Published October 27th, 2001 

Life as A House starring Kevin Kline and directed by Irwin Winkler has been universally praised by critics and fans which leaves me wondering: did I see the same movie they did? I watched Life as a House in permanent awe of how derivative, obvious, and faux-deep Life as a House is. This is a middle aged man's very obvious, up his own backside, conception of what makes a deep statement about life. Honestly, I am embarrassed for everyone involved. 

Life as a House is the story of George, a depressed divorcee with a son who hates him, and who loses his job early in the film and then finds out he has terminal cancer. Is this a movie character or a biblical tragedy? With all that has happened George decides it's time to build his dream house which, for those who are a little on the slow side, is a metaphor for his rebirth. Do you get it? His life is represented by the house? Does that resonate with you? 

The house he currently lives in is a rundown shack overlooking the ocean in a beautiful neighborhood. Don't even get me started on that implausibility, which, duh, is a metaphor for who he used to be. The screenplay doesn't trust us to figure the metaphors out ourselves. Instead there is dialogue to state the obvious. You see, the rundown house is who he is when we meet him and the new house is who he is going to be. Do you get it? Because the voiceover will explain this if you don't. GAH!!!!! 

Life as a House is filled with such trite dialogue that continuously states the obvious as if leading blind audience members through a story the screenwriter thinks is so deep we won't get it. And it's sad because the actors: Kline, Kristin Scott Thomas as his ex wife, and Hayden Christenson as his son, have the ability to communicate these emotions with subtle acting. But no, instead the film is filled with leaden dialogue and a couple of hundred direct lifts from American Beauty. Yes that's right dear reader not only is the film dull, it's unoriginal.

From the voiceover narration at the beginning and end to the score to George's 'Lesterlike' rebirth, including a kiss with an underage sexpot, Life as A House is like American Beauty filtered through TV's Hallmark hall of fame.

P.S.: I refuse to make any cute housebuilding aside. Honestly, if I hear another critic use a pun title like "House is built on a great FOUNDATION HA HA," I will scream.

Movie Review My First Mister

My First Mister (2001) 

Directed by Christine Lahti 

Written by Jill Franklyn 

Starring Albert Brooks, Leelee Sobieski, John Goodman, Carole Kane, Michael McKean 

Release Date October 12th, 2001 

Published June 3rd, 2002 

Albert Brooks has been around a long time but yet, he still seems to go unnoticed. The fact is though, Brooks is one of the great comic geniuses in the world. If you've seen his highly underappreciated gems Defending Your Life and The Muse as well as his brilliant guest voice work on the Simpsons, you know what I'm talking about. Brooks is a talented writer who is funny without having to obviously try to be funny. He just is. In My First Mister, Brooks' humor is on display as is his surprising knack for depth and poignancy.

My First Mister stars Leelee Sobieski as Jennifer, a suicidal Goth teen just out of high school and searching for a job. Jennifer's job hunt leads her to Randall (Brooks), the owner of a conservative men’s clothing store. For some strange reason, Jennifer and Randall click and Randall hires her to work in the stock room, and stay off the main floor because he fears her Goth clothes and multiple piercings may frighten his older upscale customers.

As unlikely as these two people are as friends, their connection is believable and the interaction between them is entertaining. They have few things in common, the biggest thing being they both don't have anyone else. Jennifer doesn't get along with her divorced parents (Carol Kane and John Goodman) and Randall has been divorced for 17 years. 

Kane is quite good as Jennifer's much-abused mother who, though she seems like an addled Donna Reed wannabe, is actually just a loving parent at a loss as to how to relate to her emotionally distant daughter. If Kane and the other supporting players (Goodman, Michael McKean and Mary Kay) seem like caricatures it's because we are seeing them through Jennifer’s warped perspective. As the film progresses and Jennifer begins to open up we begin to see these characters as they really are.

First time director Christine Lahti shows a skillful hand in directing two characters whose interactions could seem like a very creepy version of Lolita. Lahti makes sure we know the film isn't about sex or lust but about finding someone who understands you and accepts you for who are. Though towards the end Lahti allows the melodrama to get away from her, the performances of Brooks and Sobieski keep the film from drifting too far off the path.

There is an interesting comparison to be made here between Sobieski and Brooks in this film and Thora Birch and Steve Buscemi in Ghost World. It’s not just the age difference but also the uniqueness of each of the characters and the reasons why they came together. While My First Mister isn't as entertaining as Ghost World, it has the same emotional depth with a slightly less caustic humor. My First Mister isn't the masterwork that Ghost World is,  it is an entertainingly similar work and worth seeing at least once.

Movie Review: K-Pax

K-Pax (2001) 

Directed by Iain Softley 

Written by Charles Leavitt 

Starring Kevin Spacey, Jeff Bridges, Alfre Woodard, Mary McCormack

Release Date August 13th, 2001 

Published November 1st, 2001 

Kevin Spacey is one our finest actors having created such enduring characters as American Beauty's Lester Burnham, Seven's John Doe, and the unforgettable Verbal Kint in The Usual Suspects (My personal favorite). But no matter how great the actor, he can't get it right every time. Need I remind you of Pay it Forward, and now with K-Pax Spacey has struck out again. High hopes still persist for his role in The Shipping News in December.

You can't blame Spacey entirely for the failure of K-Pax -- director Iain Softley and the screenwriter must share equal blame. They seemed to approach the film with no idea how they would resolve it which leaves the audience with an ending so unsatisfying it collapses any interesting elements the film had built to that point.

K-Pax is the story of Prot (Spacey) a man who's either an alien or a mental patient. Prot is picked up by police at the scene of a mugging after babbling about not being from Earth. He is placed in a mental institution where Dr. Mark Powell (Jeff Bridges, in the film's best performance) treats him. K Pax is at its best when Bridges and Spacey go one on one with Bridge's doctor attempting to logically ascertain why this seemingly brilliant man thinks he is an alien. 

The film's other scenes are less interesting featuring your typical cast of loony bin loonies such as the germophobe, the mean one, and the patient who could leave the hospital if someone would treat him with love instead of medicine. Of course Prot will redeem them and these scenes are lifted from the Patch Adams scrap heap though slightly elevated by Spacey's presence. 

Jeff Bridge's performance nearly saves K Pax his search for Prot's true identity is well played with the right amount of emotional impact. Bridges is stringing together one of the most under-appreciated resumes in the business with brilliant turns in The Contender, The Big Lebowski and Fearless. If all of K-Pax were as good as he is, K-Pax could have been one of the best films of the year.

As for Spacey, Prot is a nearly impossible character who's required to be quirky because all aliens are quirky, and he's required to be psychologically damaged and then be a saint. That's a lot of work. In the end the director refuses to give the audience any catharsis by not answering the film's big question, one I won't print because I don't want to spoil it. The ending is left open either for a sequel or to offer the audience the opportunity to write their own ending, but intelligent moviegoers may be annoyed with the mystery. I know I was.

Movie Review: Wet Hot American Summer

Wet Hot American Summer (2001) 

Directed by David Wain 

Written by David Wain, Michael Showalter

Starring Paul Rudd, Janeane Garofalo, David Hyde Pierce, Elizabeth Banks, Ken Marino 

Release Date July 27th, 2001 

Published January 15th, 2002

A few weeks back theatres were infected with the inept, unfunny, teen movie sendup Not Another Teen Movie. An exercise in stupidity, it quickly disappeared from theatres. To see how a teen movie sendup should work, see the new to video and DVD Wet Hot American Summer, a hysterical take on the teen movie sub-genre, the summer camp movie.

Summer is the brainchild of David Wain and Michael Showalter, better known as members of the comedy troupe The State whose short-lived MTV sketch show mastered the art of teen movie parody. Showalter also stars in the film as the nerdy camp counselor who on the last day of camp is going to win over the hottest girl. Janeane Garofalo also stars as the head counselor who is romancing David Hyde Pierce as a nerdy scientist. Indeed all the great camp movie cliches are in place, save for the evil rival camp whose owner wants to takeover the camp, a cliche that is referred to but then knowingly dismissed in one the movies funniest scenes.

The films best moments are provided by Law and Order SVU star Christopher Meloni as the camp cook, whose best friend is a can of mixed vegetables. Anyone who ever saw Meloni on HBO's Oz will laugh hysterically everytime he's onscreen.

If anything keeps Wet Hot American Summer from being a great movie instead of a good movie, it's Garofalo. At times, she can't seem to keep up with her costars outrageous-ness. It's not her fault, all the members of The State, Showalter, Ken Marino and Michael Ian Black have been together a long time and have a chemistry that can't be picked up in the time it takes to shoot a movie.

Wet Hot American Summer is everything Not Another Teen Movie wasn't. It's funny, intelligent and over the top in ways that don't involve excrement and bodily functions. Let's hope Michael Showalter, David Wain and the other members of The State get the chance to make more movies, though the film's box office makes that unlikely.