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Oh, it’s extreme, all right. Extremely dumb. Extremely confusing. Extremely boring. A group of extremely unappealing filmmakers and extremely self-absorbed X Games rejects — led by the extremely unengaging Rufus Sewell (Bless the Child) and the extremely annoying Devon Sawa — head into the Swiss Alps to film a TV commercial for a product we … more…
Can you believe it? They made a movie out of that insanely inane song. And when I say “they,” I mean the insidious They: our overlords in the military- industrial- entertainment complex, offering us some (supposedly) feel-good pabulum about downsizing, about trading in the corporate fast-track to teach elementary school, about the nobility of the struggling working class, about how we should all be grateful we’re together this Christmas and no one’s dying of congestive heart failure.
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Snarky and sweet at the same time and loaded with cameos of celebs having a great time, it’s even set in the old Muppet Theater, like the show was, with the star on the door of Miss Piggy’s dressing room and Statler and Waldorf heckling from the balcony and everything. I felt 8 years old again.
*Christmas Rush* has all the inevitability of, well, the made-for-TBS Superstation movie that it is, but it has a goofy kind of wannabe *Die Hard* charm to it. Only half the laughs are unintentional and, actually, the best ones are intended. I think.
A moviegoing pal of mine calls it ‘Disney goosebumps,’ the awestruck, think-I’m-gonna-cry feeling evoked when the alchemy works and image and music fuse with your imagination and longing to transport you to another world.
If that doesn’t work, he — and all the other men in the same situation, who would like to share their geeky movies with their nongeek significant others — can just tell her than this is the movie that features George Clooney’s naked butt.
Interchangeably Perfect Students run through the hall. God forbid they should be late for class, what with them being the children of privilege and all and do they have any idea how they’d shame the family name if they were a nanosecond out of lockstep? Not that that wouldn’t be the end of this family’s annual endowment if you got a single demerit. Straighten up, young man, and pay attention when I’m talking to you.
‘I say,’ said 10-year-old Jimmy Bond as he stepped into the glory of an English summer afternoon on Royal Albert Street in the village of Little Balderdash, ‘what an absolutely corking day for an adventure!’
If you don’t get your fill of po’ white trash throwing everything from insults to chairs at one another on Jerry Springer, then this deliciously mean-spirited and wryly observant flick is just for you. Writer/director Frank Novak’s ready-for-reality-TV flick — the unlikely darling of Cannes and the very likely darling Slamdance — was called Good … more…
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