Wanderlust (4/5 Stars)

This can't be the place

“There is a reason that human beings long for a sense of permanence. This longing is not limited to children, for it touches the profoundest aspects of our existence: that life is short, fraught with uncertainty, and sometimes tragic. We know not where we come from, still less where we are going, and to keep from going crazy while we are here, we want to feel that we truly belong to a specific part of the world.”

-       James Howard Kunstler, The Geography of Nowhere

The ending of “Wanderlust” is a cliffhanger, although I suspect most people (and perhaps even the filmmakers) will not realize how. The story itself follows a married couple named George and Linda (Paul Rudd and Jennifer Aniston) as they search for a home that is “real,” for lack of a better word. They start out in Manhattan, a place that demands endless toil to make barely enough money for a sizable mortgage on a very small studio apartment. When George loses his job during a massive corporate layoff, the city unceremoniously ships them out in favor of richer people.

George and Linda move down to Atlanta to live with Rudd’s boorish brother Rick, played by co-writer Ken Marino. Rick is the CEO of a port-o-potty company and lives in a McMansion out in a suburban nowhere. The house may be huge and filled to the brim with really expensive stuff, but the desperate housewife Marissa, played by Michaela Watkins, soon reveals that she spends most of her day alone and drinking margaritas. She has a theory that if she smiles enough it can brainwash her mind into feeling happy.

George and Linda escape to stumble upon a commune out in the middle of the woods. It is filled with colorful characters that smoke pot, grow organic vegetables, and share everything. At first this lifestyle is infatuating but it soon wears off because of the complete lack of privacy (there are no doors to the bedrooms or bathrooms), the annoying veganism, and the free love atmosphere that basically acts as a masquerade for Seth, the leader of the commune, played here by Justin Theroux, to hit on all the women that move in.

So that place does not really work out either. But the movie does end on a happy note with the characters getting new jobs and moving into a new place with happy music all over the background. The place is bigger and friendlier than the Manhattan studio, not as fake and isolated as the McMansion, and has actual doors. But where is this “real” place? We are never actually told. Is it anywhere in America? Because seriously, I think most of us would like to live there. It does exist somewhere, right?

The ambiguity of the ending of “Wanderlust,” is what stops the movie from achieving great movie status like director David Wain’s last Paul Rudd movie, “Role Models.” The special thing about “Role Models” is that behind all the jokes about the nerdiness and weirdness of the Dungeons and Dragons community known as LAIRE, there was a sincerity that held up the group as very creative and really fun to be in. Taking part in that community redeemed the cynical Paul Rudd character in the end. That cannot be said about the bohemian commune in “Wanderlust,” as they are shown to fall into the same hypocritical and selfish habits of all people no matter how vehemently they claim that it is not allowed there. The ending is a bit of a deux ex machina, a miracle that basically saves everyone from dealing with the main problem of the movie by making them all too rich and successful to care anymore. So this is not as satisfying as “Role Models.” But it is basically just as funny and employs just as large an ensemble of great comedic characters.

You’ve seen these actors before if you saw “Role Models.” Coming back in supporting roles are Kerri Kenney and Jordan Peele as the some of the hippies. The incomparable Joe Lo Truglio once again performs the feat of creating a complete character within thirty seconds of screen time. He is the commune’s nudist/winemaker/novelist. I suspect the reason why I found the ending forgivable is because it is this guy’s miracle. Joe Lo Truglio seems to be the kind of guy who could pull that off.

(It should be noted that creative freedom for full male frontal nudity has finally been achieved in this movie. When I saw this sort of thing in “Forgetting Sarah Marshall,” it still seemed like they were still trying to hide it by quickly cutting away. In this one, there are no quick cuts, and for some weird reason the fact that the movie does not seem to be afraid to have little Joe Lo Truglio just hanging out there for extended periods of time actually makes the whole thing less distracting.)

Then finally there is Ken Marino who reprises his role as a very funny asshole. He is joined this time by Michaela Watkins, an old (she’s 40) newcomer on the comedy scene. The comedic dynamic that these two create is the sort of thing that makes you wish the movie visited the McMansion more often. Watkins in particular is very very funny. You may remember her brief one year tenure as a featured played on Saturday Night Live, where she was funny in basically every scene she was in and then was inexplicably fired the next summer. I am glad she is now popping up in feature movies, but really, someone who cares about comedy ought to see this movie and start granting her more screen time doing anything in any other movie. She is the real thing and talent is a-being wasted while Eddie Murphy still gets to make a horrible movie every single year.

As far as Paul Rudd is concerned, he continues his now five year string of anchoring at least one good comedy in a year. (Wanderlust, Our Idiot Brother, Dinner for Schmucks, I Love You Man, Role Models.) That’s a good streak and he is a very good leading man for comedies. His humor is nice, subtle, and normal. This enables the plenty of wacky other characters around him to be crazy and all he has to do is twitch his face the correct way to round out the scene.

I still do not know what to make of Jennifer Aniston as a comedian. She has been in some great comedies and done some very good work (Office Space, The Good Girl, and Horrible Bosses), but she has also been in a string of really bad not funny movies. Oftentimes her characters lack the eccentricity needed to be funny and spend most of their time looking out of place while everybody else gets laughs. There is a part in this movie where the movie stops being a story about a couple and starts being a movie about Paul Rudd. Were missing something here. There has got to be a better way to make Aniston interesting besides having her take her top off, especially since it is blurred out anyway. Back to the drawing board on that one. Learn a thing or two from Michaela Watkins and Kristin Wiig on how to make women funny. Here is a link to one of their SNL skits for educational purposes.  http://www.hulu.com/watch/56640/saturday-night-live-today-show

Tower Heist (4/5 Stars)

Beautifully orchestrated if not especially funny

What is most impressive about “Tower Heist” is the obvious superlative aspects of its production. The story takes place mainly in the Central Park West Trump Tower, herein referred only as the “Tower.” It is a beautiful building in a beautiful part of New York City and the cinematographer, not to mention, the location scouts, have milked the opportunities for all its worth. We see really gorgeous vistas of the Manhattan skyline, we witness the opulence of the tower itself and especially its spectacular penthouse apartment, and in a rather convenient move, the title “heist” takes place during the Macy’s Thanksgiving parade when all those gigantic floats of Snoopy and Kermit the Frog are making their way down the skyscraper-laden avenue. The professionalism shown by Ben Stiller and company is perhaps the tops of any comedy production team around. Notice how they have put in special care to develop the vast array of characters, from the building manager Josh Kovacs played by Ben Stiller himself, the concierge Charlie played by Casey Affleck, the doorman Lester played by Stephen Henderson, the new elevator operator enrique played by Michael Pena, the maid Odessa played by Gabourney Sidibe, etc. etc. The story sets up that this is a well-oiled team of superior service professionals and then actually puts in the effort to prove it by throwing in the requisite vocabulary, routines, and details needed to establish such a claim. The team of writers, Ted Griffin, Jeff Nathanson, Adam Cooper, and Bill Collage seem to know what they are talking about. But above all else, notice how clean and clear the editing, directing, and score is in moving the story along. Ben Stiller’s last movie “Tropic Thunder,” was especially impressive to me in the exact same way. It did something very hard in that it kept up a breakneck pace that never confused the storyline. To help accomplish this, they seamlessly edited hardcore rap into many of the scenes. In "Tower Heist," the story's action is perfectly complemented by a brilliant "heist" score composed by Cristophe Beck. I was humming the main tune as I left the theater. Beck deserves an Oscar nomination. And I would, if I felt I had more technical expertise, also claim that the editors, sound editors, and director, Brett Ratner, also should deserve some recognition. Having said that, there is something missing here that “Tropic Thunder,” one of the best movies of 2009, had that “Tower Heist” does not: consistent laughs. “Tower Heist,” is a well-made beautifully orchestrated movie but it is not especially funny.

One of the main reasons for this has to do with the actual storyline. Whereas “Tropic Thunder” dealt with ridiculous characters making a serious Vietnam movie for the purpose of baiting the Oscars, something that is far more pretentious than actually important, the heroes of this movie are hardworking honest working men who have been defrauded of all of their pension and retirement money by the penthouse billionaire Arthur Shaw, played with just the right amount of sociopathic tendencies by Alan Alda. One of the workers, Lester the doorman was just about to retire and travel the world with the 73K he had responsibly saved up during the last three decades he had been opening doors for people. It is shown that Arthur Shaw knew his ponzi scheme was going to go up in smoke in a few months when he took all of Lester's money in order to “invest” it. When the fraud is found out and the doorman learns the fate of his life savings, he attempts suicide. This is not funny. It’s more enraging than anything else, especially because of all the real world parallels involved. Such a story line is definitely effective. We love the heroes who are trying to steal their money back. We dislike with special venom the dishonest and disrespectful billionaire. We care about the outcome of this story, but we aren’t laughing all that much during it. The fate of the doorman’s pension is not a joke.

“Tropic Thunder,” had the almost uncanny ability to get laughs from every single character in the movie. Even the straight man, Jay Baruchel, was funny. Here only a few characters can be described as comic. Gabourney Sidibe, Michael Pena, and Matthew Broderick tend to say funny things from time to time. Eddie Murphy is the funniest although his part is hardly large enough to make the movie a full blown comedy especially when the two main characters, Ben Stiller and Alan Alda, don't get any laughs at all. What they are involved in is a dramatic game of life chess with rather big stakes attached to the outcome. Like I said, it is effective, but it isn’t all that funny.

Of course in the end, a heist movie, whether it is comedic or not, will always be judged by how well done the heist is. In other words, would it have worked in real life? That’s a good question here. There are a few moments when I was like, well that shouldn’t have worked that way, but overall there were enough intelligent parts of the heist (like for instance how they got Arthur Shaw out of the apartment, how they snuck into the tower, how they cased the place, how they knew where the safe was) that the few moments that are a bit ridiculous could be swept under the movie rug we call the “suspension of disbelief.” At times the direction of the movie was so clear that I was vaguely reminded of how it felt to watch "Die Hard," the landmark movie that all skyscraper thrillers should be judged by. "Tower Heist," does not rise to the heights of "Die Hard," but I will say this; I hope you are not afraid of heights. There are some moments in this movie where you will definitely be feeling the vertigo. It was sort of unrealistic how Matthew Broderick didn’t die but hey, I can forgive the movie for not killing him.