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Sunday, March 20, 2011

Paul (3/5 Stars)


Paul isn’t a rip-off of every other science fiction movie. Every other science fiction movie is a rip-off of Paul…according to Paul that is.

Well it didn’t take long to find an exception to my “Ripoff/Homage” theory. A full week. “Paul” is an exception to that rule mostly because of the odd way that it uses its references. For example, the Alien in “Paul” has most of the same special abilities of classic movie aliens. He can heal people like E.T. and he can mild-meld like Spock. But this movie isn’t simply taking undue credit for coming up with these abilities like an ordinary rip-off; it goes even further than that. It declares that Paul the Alien is actually the inspiration for E.T. and Spock. There’s even a flashback scene where Paul, in the warehouse from Raiders of the Lost Ark, counsels Steven Spielberg over the phone and gives him the idea for E.T.’s healing power. Such is one of the most interesting conceits of this movie: the Alien didn’t just crash land here yesterday. He came over forty years ago right about before “Star Wars” came out. He’s been kept secret at Area 51, but the government has allowed him to counsel movie producers in an effort to ease the general public to the idea of alien life through cultural osmosis. So Paul may look like an unimaginative stereotypical Alien, the small green type, but that’s only because the government has been secretly brainwashing you the last 40 years that Aliens should look like that so when you finally see one you won’t be so freaked out. So “Paul” relies heavily on its references, but in a way it has too. I’ll get back to this.

“Paul” is directed by Greg Mottola and constitutes the reunification of Team Pegg and Frost, who wrote and star in this movie, their first collaboration since “Hot Fuzz.” Frost is an unpublished science fiction writer. Pegg is his illustrator. They hail from England and are visiting the United States for the first time on their dream trip. First, Comic Con in San Diego followed by a road trip through the American Southwest with stops at all the famous UFO sites (Area 51, Roswell, etc.). Some of this borders on the absurd. One stop is something called “The Black Mailbox.” It looks just like a mailbox in the middle of a barren desert. The only odd thing is that it is covered with fanboy graffiti and is actually white. Pegg and Frost stand across from it, stare at it for a while, and agree that it is awesome. They must know something I don’t know. (Actually I’m assuming that they saw it in a really good movie or something. If so, then I understand the interest. Ever since I saw “Being John Malkovich” I’ve always wanted to visit that one spot on the New Jersey Turnpike and take pictures. I can’t explain it. You would have to see the movie.) Then in the middle of the night, the car in front of them runs off the road and crashes. They stop, get out, and find that the driver is an alien on the LAM who needs their help getting to a rendezvous point. Frost faints and pisses his pants.

The Alien is voiced by Seth Rogen, perhaps the last person you would think an alien would sound like. It’s odd for the first minute or two and then I got to liking it. Paul acts like Seth Rogen. He’s a laid back and comfortable alien, quick to make immature gestures and amusing jokes. Pegg and Frost are endearing good sports that take a liking to the little guy. In fact, everybody here gets along fine. Everything is all like cool and mellow and because Paul has already been on Earth for so long, nothing has to be explained to him. So I wasn’t hearing worn out explanations of stuff like food and love. Instead Paul explains things to Pegg and Frost. (Actually this is stuff I’ve heard before because I’ve seen most of the movies that Paul is taking credit for.) Anyway, the movie settles into a comfortable tone. There are plenty of campfires with beer and brats and just a little bit of weed. It wasn’t all that funny, but then again it was never annoying. I wouldn’t mind having a beer with these guys.

Then the movie makes a strategic mistake. It gets violent in a not funny way. Some serious Men in Black are tailing the trio. The lead guy is Jason Bateman and two ordinary policemen, Bill Hader and Joe Lo Truglio, help him along. These are all gifted comedians and that’s a problem given what the movie eventually makes them do. It really is imperative that a villain who meets an untimely demise be unlikable. A huge problem here is that Bill Hader and Joe Lo Truglio spend most of the movie being funny and then right about the third act, they take out their guns and start shooting with intent to kill. When a movie casts likable comedians in violent roles it is a tactical error. Especially in a movie that has as its best quality a laid back comfortable feeling to it. I didn’t want to see anybody here put in mortal danger. Buzzkill, man, Buzzkill. Either they shouldn’t have cast Hader and Truglio at all or they should have reworked the story.

But how would you rework this story and keep the conflict. Here’s a suggestion: find someway to get rid of the guns. Violence is funny up to a certain line, and guns, once they start firing with any realism, cross it very quick. Without guns, violence is physical comedy. For one thing, a person with a gun is stationary, and a person who is shot with a gun stops moving very quickly. This literally kills the kinetic momentum of good physical comedy. For a second thing, a wound from a gun is a serious wound, emphasis on the word “Serious.” Here, they should have ditched the guns and had everyone fight with fake light sabers or something.

There’s an impressive cast in this movie. In supporting roles we have Jane Lynch (used well), David Koechner (used not so well), and Jeffrey Tambor. Most importantly the inimitable Kristen Wiig joins the RV crew along the way. Wiig runs an RV camp and is what you would call a Jesus Freak, a firm believer in Creationism and not in aliens. This leads to arguments between her and Paul. It’s a bit of an unfair debate. Perhaps in somebody’s next movie an arcangel will come down from heaven and explain to some UFO enthusiasts the unlikelihood of a government conspiracy. But anyway, shaken in her belief of God, Heaven, and Hell, Wiig decides to let loose. She spends the second half of the movie cursing like a sailor. In any other actor’s hands this wouldn’t be nearly as funny, but Wiig is a wizard at line delivery. I keep seeing her in small parts in the movies of lesser comedians (Will Forte in Macgruber anyone?). This May we will finally see what she can do with a lead role. That’s when “Bridesmaids” comes out. She writes and stars in it. It’s about time.

Anyway let’s go all the way back to the beginning. This movie relies on plenty of references. Some work much better than others. So let’s put down a few rules that will clarify Ripoff/Homage does and don’ts. First Rule: Jokes cannot be retold. A reference can be used as a joke, but you can’t use a joke from a reference. A bunch of times in this movie, characters will actually quote jokes and catchphrases from other movies. Jason Bateman at one point while talking on a car radio, disagrees with the person on the other side, takes out his gun, shoots the radio, and says “Boring Conversation anyway.” That’s a direct rip-off from “Star Wars.” It was only sort of funny when Han Solo said it. It’s less funny now. Any pleasure I get from that line will come directly from my experience of watching “Star Wars.” It makes no sense to put a line into a movie that will only make the viewer want to watch something else that did it better. Second Rule: References can be used to create a mood or character for a scene but they can’t make the scene. A great use of this in “Paul” was the casting of Sigourney Weaver as the head bad guy. A viewer with knowledge of the Aliens franchise will know that Weaver is the ultimate merciless alien killer. It helps create suspense in the scene just by having Weaver show up. BUT, that doesn’t mean the scene is going to be any good. The maker still has work to do.

The main problem with this movie about fanboys is also the main problem with fanboys in general. They will quote movies without adding anything to the conversation about them (i.e. they keep telling you things you already know.) It may make sense that this movie does that because the characters are fanboys, but that doesn’t make the movie any better. Ask yourself this question as you watch the movie: Would you rather see “Paul” or any of the movies it alludes to like “Star Wars,” “Aliens,” “E.T.,” etc again? “Rango” was an affirmative to that question. I can’t say the same about “Paul.”    

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Adventureland (3/5 Stars) April 5, 2009

Warning: This movie is not a comedy. The trailers have been lying to you. It does not even really try for laughs. Instead it is a serious coming of age tale that only contains some muted comic characters, the best of which are the dynamic duo of Bill Hader and Kristen Wiig, who are probably best known for their large part in the resurgence of Saturday Night Live. They play a husband and wife who are the owners of the title carnival. Bless their hearts, they really are trying, but no matter how good these two are, it is hopeless. The movie itself seems adamantly opposed to helping them make us laugh. This is a slow, soulful, and angst-driven movie. The main character makes a mix-tape of bummer songs for the girl at one point. We get to hear some of it. The tone of this movie is decidedly anti-comedic. 
Surely every one of us believes that there is a good movie somewhere in the story of our first loves. Greg Mottola the writer/director of this movie (previously the director of SuperBad) has decided to make that movie. So we get to see what is probably very close to Mottola’s own experience in the early eighties. The kid, played by Jesse Eisenberg, has his plans to backpack through Europe vanish when his parent’s financing falls through. Because he majored in Comparative Literature he can’t get a real job and goes to work at Adventureland, which is such a horrible place that the owners don’t even check his resume before hiring him. I worked at such a place for two summers myself (selling tickets at the Orange County Fair) and I can definitely say that Mottola really gets the entire feel of the place down. Everyone views his or her very presence at the fair as some failure in and of itself. As Martin Starr, the kid’s best friend, points out in response to the intolerable conditions of the place, “We are doing the work of pathetic brain-dead morons.” Everyone wanders around like souls in Purgatory, shaky hopes of better futures in their eyes. When ‘Rock Me Amadeus’ is played for the zillionth time through the park speakers they are haunted by the specter that maybe this is what the rest of their life will be like. 
The difference between the Orange County Fair and Adventureland is the presence of hot and single girls at the latter. Life is better in the movies I suppose, even when that movie is an honest telling of a virgin working the rip-off games at the local fair. Here we have Kristen Stewart who has just become big because of Twilight. (She’s actually been working for a while. I first noticed her in 2002’s Panic Room, when she played the diabetic daughter of Jodie Foster. Back then, one of my friends said that she would probably grow up hot. We all called him a pervert but, my God, was he right.) Kristen Stewart is one of the best young actresses out there right now. Unlike most actresses, she knows the difference between intense and sexy and is willing to portray a good amount of intelligence in her characters. She reminds me of Juliette Lewis, who had all these great roles in the early nineties (Natural Born Killers, What’s Eating Gilbert Grape). Unfortunately she wasn’t good looking enough to have a real career. I don’t think that’s going to hinder Kristen though. 
Jesse Eisenberg honestly kind of annoyed me a little. Is it possible for the ‘nice guy’ in any movie to not constantly awkwardly stutter? I know he’s a virgin, but he’s also a college graduate. The guy isn’t a teenager. He’s buying drinks in bars. Certainly he should have at least learned how to hide the awkwardness by now. It’s really just one of those things. Why does Kristen Stewart like the guy? 
Overall the movie is a failure as a comedy, but a good enough first-love story. It's not a must see. I bet it holds a very dear place in Greg Mottola’s heart though.

Superbad 08/31/07

This movie starts with a telephone conversation about pornsites. Its between two friends who happen to be the completely different sides of the unpopular spectrum. A fat sex-obsessed Seth Rogan and an awkward nice boy named Evan Goldberg (cast magnificently with Michael Cera from Arrested Development). Seth can't stop talking about sex the entire time. Evan would wish the concept didn't even exist. Neither are anywhere near to getting any. To make matters worse they're in the last weeks of high school. To not score now would be complete humiliation in this day and age. The plan: get invited to a party by being the people to bring the booze. To help with this plan the movie has provided one of the funniest characters the movies have produced: a clueless nerd named Fogle aka McLovin (played by newcomer Chris Plasse). Also included are a couple of the worst cops ever to grace the screen. (One is played by the actual Seth Rogan who also wrote the script). These guys apparently became cops because they were just like the main characters once: Total losers. Now they have guns and run red lights. They take an incredible liking to McLovin because they see themselves in him. McLovin, in this film, has one of the best nights in anyone's life. His relationship with the cops is completely classic in every way.
But still this doesn't diminish the two other storylines. These are not as hilarious but provide the movie with an incredible amount of heart in the midst of raunch. Not surprisingly this film was produced by Judd Apatow, who is seriously looking like a Rated R John Hughes. A couple more great movies and John Hughes will start looking like a PG version of Judd Apatow. I have not seen so much comic agony since "The 40-Year Old Virgin," (another Judd Apatow film.) This film understands inside and out the characthers it's portraying. Finally there has been at least one film that took place inside high school that wasn't complete stereotypical crap. This is the one to see. It is definitely not another teen movie. It's fantastic. The best comedy of the year so far.