Zoolander 2: Mini-review


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Ben Stiller

Ben Stiller looking far less ridiculous than he does in Zoolander 2

D+Sometimes, movie sequels are worth the wait. George Miller spent nearly 30 years developing Mad Max: Fury Road, and the result was one of the best films of 2015. And sometimes they aren’t. Ben Stiller waited 15 years after the original to make Zoolander 2, and the result is one of the worst films of 2016.

Zoolander was a satire on the fashion industry and, specifically, handsome but empty-headed male models like Derek Zoolander (Stiller) and his arch-rival Hansel (Owen Wilson). The sequel pretty much goes over the same ground, with the now over-the-hill Derek and Hansel teaming up with Interpol agent Valentina Valencia (Penelope Cruz) to investigate the assassinations of various celebrities, including Justin Bieber. Eventually, the trail leads to the villainous fashion designer from the original film, Mugatu (Will Ferrell).  

Stiller’s social satire was already on the way out in 2001, and it’s completely passé now, as nobody really cares all that much about high fashion in a social media world in which a single viral video can turn anyone into a trendsetter. Nor has Stiller found any suitable replacement targets for his barbs. Indeed, the opening segment, which pokes fun at Bieber and the selfie phenomenon, is about the only thing remotely resembling cutting edge satire in Zoolander 2. Lacking any good new material, Stiller doubles down on the idiocy humor, outlandish outfits, and celebrity cameos that occasionally worked in the original movie. However, he repeats the same jokes numerous times to increasingly lesser effect. He also adds a new character in Zoolander 2, Derek’s overweight, tweener son (Cyrus Arnold). This character allows Stiller both to insert tasteless, unfunny fat jokes into the script and, at the same time, hypocritically feign a theme of tolerance. Occasionally, the new material is funny, most notably in Kristen Wiig‘s hilarious performance as a designer who mangles the English language worse than she mangles fashion. Far more often, it isn’t, such as Benedict Cumberbatch‘s bizarre androgynous model named All. In a movie that glorifies stupidity, the single dumbest thing about Zoolander 2 was the decision to make the film in the first place.    
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No Escape: Mini-review


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Pierce Brosnan

If you need someone to help you escape, you could do much worse than Pierce Brosnan

C+It’s common to see the title “based on a true story” whenever a movie has the slightest resemblance to actual events. However, a more accurate description of the action thriller No Escape would be “based on a zombie movie except with real third world locals instead of zombies.” 

The zombies, er, locals in No Escape reside in an unnamed Southeast Asian country where mid-level utility company executive Jack Dwyer (Owen Wilson), his wife Annie (Lake Bell) and their two daughters go on his new job assignment. As soon as they arrive, a civil war breaks out, and knife and gun wielding rebels riot in the streets, indiscriminately killing any Westerners they find. To make matters worse, they are particularly angry with Jack’s employer, the company they hold responsible for their country’s problems, and are looking for Jack and its other executives in particular. As Jack tries to make his way to safety and avoid roving mobs, he is able to get some help from Hammond (Pierce Brosnan), an acquaintance he met on the plane who turns out to be a highly trained covert operative who had a hand in the country’s turmoil.  

As “ugly American” political thrillers go, No Escape must be the least believable ever made. The country goes from completely at peace to total anarchy in a matter of minutes, with police and armed forces disappearing and the rebels graduating from throwing rocks to using helicopters and tanks to hunt down anyone who looks non-native. Director/co-writer John Erick Dowdle, whose previous work was in the horror genre, is apparently unaware that audiences want movies set in the real world to have at least some semblance of reality. At least, he knows how to craft a good thriller, with suspenseful, well staged action scenes. Wilson and Bell, despite some occasionally clunky dialogue make surprisingly effective leads here. If audiences can get past the extremely unrealistic plot, and that’s a big if, No Escape turns out to be good escapist entertainment. 
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Inherent Vice: Mini-Review


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Joaquin Phoenix

Joaquin Phoenix is a stoner private eye in Inherent Vice.

C-Director Paul Thomas Anderson tries to accomplish the seemingly impossible in Inherent Vice, namely, adopting one of Thomas Pynchon’s bizarre novels for the screen. The results are somewhat fitting for a movie about the 1970-era drug subculture. While at times hilarious, the movie in general plays out like a typical stoner drug-fueled fantasy: overly long, often boring and even more often nearly incoherent.

Joaquin Phoenix stars as Doc Sportello, a private eye who’s almost always drunk or stoned. He’s involved in two separate cases that really aren’t separate: finding a missing real estate tycoon and finding a missing saxophone player (Owen Wilson). Both cases have him butting heads with hard ass cop Josh Brolin. That brief synopsis sounds like a typical PI film, but Inherent Vice plays more like a remake of a Cheech and Chong movie with a considerably better cast.

The period detail in Inherent Vice in terms of music and costuming is perfect, but Anderson and Phoenix are both far too young to have any real insight into the drug culture of that era, so they try to create humor by having Doc act perpetually confused. The result is a movie that drifts from one comic moment to another, with a lot of boredom in between.
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