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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, April 27, 2014

The Other Woman




**Spoiler Alert**

Director: Nick Cassavetes, Starring: Cameron Diaz, Leslie Mann, Don Johnson, Kate Upton and Nicki Minaj

I had just come from seeing John Turturro's incoherent, parody of a movie, Fading Gigolo and thought my day couldn't get worse. My hopes were premature.

I've never been a fan of Nick Cassvetes work. His films (for me) are either mediocre or embarrassing or both. The Other Woman is a new low in his career; an excruciatingly unfunny, viscerally stupid, IQ-corrosive that never seems to end.

Working from a script by first time screen-scribe Melissa Stack, The Other Woman tells the story of three women who all learn they have been had by the same man. Kate King (Leslie Mann), is the woman married to a jerk; Mark (played by Nicolaj Coster-Waldau) who romances a woman Carly Whitten (Cameron Diaz), never telling her of his marriage. The two women discover his duplicity then bond, forming an awkward friendship. But it isn't long before they discover Kate's husband is romancing yet another woman; a blonde bomshell named Amber (Kate Upton). Kate and Carly bring Amber into their fold by announcing she too is yet another victim. The three women then hatch a series of schemes to avenge themselves and also to bring Mark's shady financial dealings to light.

I usually find Cameron Diaz the most annoying presence in any film but what does it say about a movie when she is the most charming person in it? Leslie Mann aquits herself well in her husband Judd Apatow's films but is less interesting with other's material. Here she is so ear-splittingly shrill, one wonders how she charmed her husband to the altar. The series of slapsticky scenes where she is falling all over Diaz are something of musty, Laverne and Shirley comedy bits that weren't amusing then either. Kate Upton brings absolutely nothing to the table in terms of comedic timing or physical comedy. Her performance is hopelessly bland but then again, she has little to work with. She's supposed to be the beauty all women despise and fear but she radiates little heat or magnetism. And Nicky Minaj is a puzzling casting choice. Other than her current popularity, I wondered what got into Cassavetes' head to cast her as Carly's administrative assistant. Her voice is so grating, I was reminded of a creaky door hinge whenever she opened her mouth. Cassavetes also seemed to enjoy accentuating Minaj's ample posterior. Maybe he found it more expressive than her acting.

Nothing in the plot to ruin Mark is all that clever or funny; laxative in a drink, estrogen in Mark's morning smoothie, and hair-removal gel in his shampoo. Where is the dark, vengeful, hell-hath-no-fury, female psyche with its cunning menace, personified as Linda Fiorentino's nether-siren in The Last Seduction or the legions of noir femme-fatales of yore? Surely a little dark humor wouldn't hurt a comedy.

I try to resist the silly hyperbolizing moviegoers are susceptible to when they love or hate a movie but it's difficult to refrain from it myself after seeing something like The Other Woman. To call the movie garbage might be exaggeration better left to others so I'll resort to euphemism by calling it unrecyclable, noxious, waste material.

And leave it at that.