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Tuesday, October 11, 2016

Masterminds (4/5 Stars)



To call “Masterminds” a movie “based on a true story,” streches that line about as far as it can go. Truth may have provided the basic premise: in 1997 a man named David Ghannt, an employee of the Loomis Fargo armored truck company, stole $17 million in cash from the warehouse he worked at. Everything else seems entirely made up for laughs with a blatant disregard as to whether the audience would believe it had actually happened. In fact, the movie plays like they just assumed we wouldn’t care. It was funny so I really didn’t care.

Take one scene foe example: After the robbery, the plan is for David Ghannt (played by Zach Galifinakis) to immediately run away to Mexico. To help his escape, he stuffs $20,000 in cash into his underwear to the point where it noticeably bulges out in all directions. Also he needs a disguise. So he is given a platinum blonde shoulder length wig and yellow contacts with feline pupils. It’s pretty funny but I’m quite certain the real David Ghannt didn’t try to get through airport security in that manner.

The movie was directed by Jared Hess (Napolean Dynamite, Nacho Libre) and arrives in theaters a year late due to the bankruptcy of its parent company. Its delay has two main consequences. One is that it represents a too-late starring vehicle for Zach Galifinakis whose star power has ebbed significantly from its peak in the early 2010s. He hasn’t headlined a movie since 2013. On the other hand, it catches on the upswing the growing star of Kaitlyn “Crazy Eyes” McKinnon, who in a supporting part shows off her innate ability to be funny in every frame shes in. A year ago, before Ghostbusters and Hillary Clinton’s endless campaign (McKinnon plays Clinton on “Saturday Night Live”) my reaction may have been “Who is she?” but now it is “Oh it’s her!”

The movie would have you believe David Ghannt did the heist to win the love of Kelly Campbell, a former co-employee, here played by Kristin Wiig. Who knows if that is true, but it certainly makes Ghannt look more pathetic, a good move playing to the talent of Zach Galifinakis. The brain behind the heist is a man named Steve Chambers (played by Owen Wilson). Owen Wilson proves his stock utility as reliably affable. Steve Chambers apparently had the brilliant idea to make Ghannt do all the hard work, send him to Mexico, and then pay a hit man (played by Jason Sudeikis) to kill Ghannt. That sounds like pretty dark stuff. Owen Wilson plays him like you know it’s all really sad, but we got to do this, so let’s just get it over with and remain friends with everyone who is still alive. Playing Chamber’s wife is Mary Elizabeth Ellis (the waitress from “It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia), an actress adept at playing white trash and well suited to her role. She looks and sounds ridiculous. One of the first things Chambers and her do upon receiving their money is to get dental braces.

The only person miscast here is Jason Sudeikis. His hit man is ridiculous. For instance, upon purchasing guns, he decides to go for the 1700s musket that he has to pour gunpowder into. He’s that type of guy. The problem is Sudeikis neither looks nor acts anything like anybody actually tough. It’s too cartoonish and this character would have been better had someone like Liam Neeson or Danny Trejo been cast.

The movie, like many movies, perhaps leans too much on spectacle. Zach Galifinakis’ trip to Mexico is littered with many jokes that could be filed under the ‘funny hat’ category. It’s never not funny but also not particularly memorable either. And the climax of the story is too big to truly ground the comedy. The Chambers family in an act of profound stupidity, that is never truly mined for its great potential, throw a gigantic redneck party entitled “Neptune’s Conch” in their new McMansion. The FBI stake it out in one plotline and Zach Galifinakis in another plotline dresses like James Bond in order to infiltrate and rescue his now kidnapped love. This is one of those times when you wonder what these obviously talented people would have come up with had they not been given such a large budget to spend on gigantic spectacle. “Ghostbusters” earlier this year had the same sort of problem in its climax. The movie slipped into action movie territory upon the greased slide of easy money when it should have been reaching an emotional climax in that higher territory where the best comedy resides. In effect, the ending is weaker than the beginning or middle.


Still it’s a good movie. It tries to deliver laughs a minutes and much more often than not succeeds.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Nacho Libre 06/20/06

:fresh: I almost didn't see this movie. After waiting on the edge of my seat for it's release for the past two months, my heart sunk at the sight of the reviews. Roger Ebert didn't find it especially funny and the Tomatoemeter listed it at 37%.. This movie, starring Jack Black has a mexican monk/luchador, had been shelved as pure rotten. NOOOOOOOOO, it had looked so freakin funny. Anyway like I said I almost didn't see it because of the percieved dissapointment.
Which takes me to my next point. Critics should be a little more careful when they review comedies like this. Film criticism by its nature takes film seriously. That becomes a problem when the movie's creators doesn't take the movie seriously. Giving stars to this movie is like taking score in a game of CalvinBall. It's almost near pointless. Anyway I thought this was a good film, I really really liked it. And I'm not just saying that because I liked Napolean Dynamite because I didn't really like Napolean Dynamite, but this one made me laugh and that's all I asked for. I don't know what the hell Ebert was thinking. maybe he's getting old.
I'm getting off track. Good performances all around, good writing from Mike White. But the thing that makes this movie is the continued style of it's director (don't know his name). What really shines through is his self-confidence in the story and the way he handles it. Other directors might for a moment feel awkwardly about some of the jokes and characters in this story, but this one doesn't seem to know the difference or care if in the case that he does. He dislikes closeups, moves the story really fast, tends towards slapstick and loves filming the actors in front of large vistas whether they are needed or not. Jack Black has as good a Mexican accent in this movie as Al Pacino had a cuban accent in Scarface. Both are exaggerated completely, this one to great comedic effect. At other times he ceases to be Nacho and becomes Jack Black as when he starts singing. These scenes work because Mike White knows how to write for Jack. Jack knows how to bring the goods, and the director didn't seem to care whether anyone would actually get it or not. Because whoever directed this movie did things his way, it probably won't work for everyone I suppose. It will be dear to the heart of some and scorned indifferently by the rest. But don't I feel special that I'm one of the few that "gets it."