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Thursday, February 18, 2016

How to Be Single



**Spoiler Alert**

Director: Christian Ditter/Starring: Dakota Johnson, Rebel Wilson, Leslie Mann, Damon Wayans Jr., Anders Holm, Nicholas Braun, Jake Lacy and Alison Brie

I had misgivings about How to Be Single after seeing the trailer, being that romantic comedies are typically the most inane product excreted from the Hollywood machine. The world really needs one more movie about young twenty-somethings contending with dating and relationships? What's worse is that the movie features Rebel Wilson, whose signature foul-mouthed, promiscuous, best friend-to-the-beautiful-protagonist character had to have been conceived in a tweet. Ditto for her performance. If she ever plays anything else in a movie, you'll also hear about a cure for the common cold.
Unfortunately, nothing else in the movie looked particularly interesting and a chunk of the cast have already served time in other romantic comedies; namely Alison Brie, Leslie Mann and Jake Lacy. Mann could easily mentor any cast-member in the finer points of the romantic comedy craft.

But because I expected little from the movie, or I simply realized the alternate choices were a appallingly bad adaptation of a Nicholas Sparks novel, another Wayans's brothers parody or Zoolander 2; I actually found the movie palatable. I know that isn't exactly a passionate endorsement but it's the most honest response I can muster, given the genre. Director Christian Ditter's flick isn't the worst cinematic experience one will have this year. That distinction may go to the forthcoming Miracles from Heaven (if you haven't seen the trailer, check it out on IMDB or YouTube; it's a howler). It also won't be the most memorable. It's a film that takes leave of some of the romantic-comedy trappings to generate a few moments of genuine charm and impart the main character's hard-earned wisdom, which manages to steer clear of total triteness.

The story, based on the novel by Liz Tuccillo, is standard issue romantic comedy; young woman named Alice (Dakota Johnson) moves to New York City after agreeing to a separation from her long-term boyfriend, Josh (Nicholas Braun). It is understood implicitly that the two will come together again at some time in the indeterminate but near future. She takes up temporary lodgings with her older sister Meg (Leslie Mann), who works as a doctor at a local hospital. She also meets Robin (Rebel Wilson), a co-worker at her new job at a law firm, who wastes little time sharing secrets about the job, like the best places to hook-up on the premises. Robin also assumes the title of Alice's single-life guru; teaching the finer points of bar-life behavior and dealing with men.

But the film comes with a wide panoply of characters; all who represent singledom in its various incarnations. We have the young and handsome Tom (Anders Holm), who runs a local bar and is happy to share his non-commitment guy secrets with any woman he seduces into his apartment. Tom is attracted to Lucy (Alison Brie); a young woman who lives in neighborhood who uses Tom's bar as a place to pursue her on-line dating though it doesn't take a genius to figure they might end up together. Another character is the youngish Ken (Jake Lacy); Alice's co-worker, who eyes her older sister Meg (Leslie Mann) at a company party. Though their obvious age difference is hardly a deterrent to Ken, Meg is put off by what she sees as a temporary infatuation. The fact that she has also been impregnated via artificial insemination leaves her wary of his pursuit.
Other characters are Josh, who disappoints Alice when he announces his engagement to another woman but confuses her by periodically showing up for friendship and affection. Alice spends most of the film pining for Josh and making her happiness contingent on his coming back. And we also meet David (Damon Wayans Jr.); an African-American man with whom Alice begins a relationship, only to run afoul of his issues with his deceased wife. The idea of Alice and David being together takes the usually timid rom-com narrative someplace different; inter-racial romance is too bold a concept for Hollywood.

It isn't difficult to figure how the various threads will cross and entwine though I was surprised that a few end messily for one character or another. I also didn't anticipate the empowering choices Alice makes. Usually, in films of this stripe, the protagonist finds his or her love at the end after overcoming contrived crises but not here. I can at least give the film credit for not hewing snugly to the genre's narrative norms. The film offers a few more surprises but not many.

Other than the Alice/David pairing, which could have been the most exciting development in the story, I found the Ken/Meg story-line to be touching. It isn't often we see a young, studly, twenty-something pursue a pregnant forty-something in any romantic comedy.

By the time we reach the end credits, we see Alice has formulated some ideas about the virtues of being single, which is yet another way the movie breaks from the genre conventions.

In spite of the movie's attempt to shake the dust from romantic-comedies, I can't say I was wowed by the story. Several scenes stumble badly, such as Lucy's meltdown during a children's book reading at a local bookstore, which leads to a meeting with her future significant other. Most of Rebel Wilson's antics also just seem to be a reprise of everything she's done in other comedies and it isn't surprising when we learn she is committed to her single life. David's story-thread could have been given more time and space to become fully realized but it never happened.

I'm pleased that some of the loose ends were left loose and things didn't work out perfectly for some of the characters. So why didn't the film leave me feeling like I had seen something new? Because it was only a little better than my unbelievably low expectations, which were so low as to be despairing.

In spite of her penance in 50 Shades of Grey, Dakota Johnson is a charming presence. I don't know that she has any comedic bones in her body but she did give me a chuckle in a scene where she mimics Rebel Wilson. Her small role in Black Mass tells me she is willing to reach for more challenging roles so I'm hoping her turn here means she is only browsing in the romantic-comedy section. She shouldn't tarry here long, for the genre has claimed the careers of so many actresses, to wit: Kate Hudson, Ginnifer Goodwin (well, she only did two but she hasn't been heard from since) and Katherine Heigl, who couldn't get arrested now if she were caught with kiddie porn and a hundred kilos of heroine.

If the film doesn't celebrate being single, it at least doesn't treat it as a fatal disease. Alice finds liberation in it; which took me by surprise. How to Be Single isn't a bad movie. It's like a chocolate chip cookie sparsely sprinkled with chips. You wish it had bigger chunks of chocolate but at least it goes down easily.

Sunday, March 29, 2015

Get Hard


**Spoiler Alert**

Director: Etan Cohen/Starring: Will Ferrell, Kevin Hart, Craig T. Nelson, Alison Brie and John Mayer

First-time director Etan Cohen's Get Hard is an intermittently funny raunch-fest and like most Hollywood comedies, it can't establish and maintain a comedic pace that is entirely satisfying. Its failings can't be ascribed to its cast, because the film's strength lay in its two leads; funny men Will Ferrell and stand-up comic Kevin Hart; who know their way around a funny line and a gag. The film does manage to reach for the outrageous at times but more often it settles for quick and easy rather than comically inventive.

The story centers on James (Will Ferrell), a very successful trader who is offered a promotion by his boss Martin (Craig T. Nelson). Success comes at a price, for a disgruntled rival is vehemently opposed to James' good fortune.

The woman behind James' climb to the financial Empyrean is his fiancé--and boss' daughter--Alissa (Alison Brie). Alissa's Lady MacBeth ambitions tolerate no dithering or indecision on the part of her man and she is less than sympathetic when she finds her fiance is under arrest on charges of securities fraud. Slave to the lavish lifestyle she and her husband enjoy, Alissa lets nothing obstruct her pursuit of material needs.

Meanwhile, Darnell (Kevin Hart), a struggling foreman of a car-cleaning service, who wields an irrepressible entrepreneurial spirit, comes into contact with James, whose vehicle is in Darnell's care. Looking for an investor for his own car-cleaning business, Darnell approaches James for $30,000, only to be condescendingly brushed off. It is slightly amusing to see James panic when Darnell knocks on his car window; thinking a robbery is in progress.

After James is sentenced to ten years in San Quentin, he panics, knowing his time in jail won't be served in a cushy Federal prison, but the formidable San Quentin penitentionary. Aware that his chance of escaping rape and violent assault behind bars is very slim, he decides to enlist Darnell's help in how to survive prison life, holding to the bigoted notion that most black men have served jail-time. Incensed, Darnell takes umbrage until James offers money for his services that matches the investment he needs for his business. The wrinkle in Darnell's plan is that he has never been incarcerated. Unwilling to lose the money, he consults a cousin who has served time.

Immersing himself in his mission, Darnell transforms James' lush home into a simulated prison environment. He also has the house staff, who aren't exactly fond of their boss, assume the roles of prison guards and fellow inmates.

This is ripe for comedic plunder but Cohen never fully exploits its possibilities. Darnell spends more time trying to toughen a weak, cowardly James for the eventualities of both anal and oral rape.

In a sequence that shows some daring, Darnell and James visit a gay hangout for the express purpose of James propositioning a man to perform fellatio. Unfortunately, the subsequent scene where James finds himself on his knees before another man in a bathroom stall plays too long and is leached of its humorous potential. While James recoils in fear and loathing, Darnell resists the advances of a man back at the bar. The whole scene smacks a little of homophobia but it earns points for its willingness to pursue raunch to extremes.

The film would like to be about James' gradual conversion from heartless capitalist to hero sensitive to class struggle and racial disparity. Somehow a lowest common denominator comedy featuring a character like James always seems to be somewhat incongruous. Dumb Hollywood comedies would do better to stick to the tasteless jokes and leave socially conscious messages to more sophisticated satire.

So eventually both parties work out their respective issues and a campaign to smear James comes to light; no earth-shattering revelations here. Some gags hit home while others are dead on arrival or delivery. Ferrell and Hart manage to keep it all afloat long enough for the film to reach the end credits. Alison Brie makes an interesting shrew but Craig T. Nelson is unfortunately only asked to hit his marks.

It's interesting to note that a group of teenagers sitting in front of me at the late show were actually smoking weed. The teens desperately fanned the big, billowy clouds of smoke to avoid detection. I don't remember seeing anyone attempt anything so brazen in a movie theater, but I thought, good for them, maybe they'll find the movie uproariously funny now. I wish they had passed their magic wand back to me; I could have used it. No such luck; I was forced to watch it all with my senses intact. Maybe the young folks had the right idea. Keep that in mind if you feel an uncontrollable impulse to see Get Hard.

Or maybe skip the movie and just get stoned.