Ewan McGregor plays an unnamed ghost writer who is hired to complete the memoirs of a former Prime Minister (Pierce Brosnan) after his original ghost writer commits suicide. It’s not long before Ewan discovers that there is something fishy afoot and he’s gotten in way over his head. The trailer made this seem awesome but the plot itself fell all kinds of flat. In a story that’s all about conspiracy, if you couldn’t care less about the “big reveal” something’s gone wrong. Also if the score of a film is done well it should enhance scenes without you noticing it. In this case the dramatic music was ramped up to eleven to the point where driving down the road was starting to sound like scenes from Harry Potter. Mostly rubbish.
This film has all the hallmarks of a classic dance movie: two opposing sides forced together to cooperate in a highly unlikely scenario, a feisty heroine, a will they-won’t they (of course they fucking will) romance between the main characters from opposite sides of the dance “war”, a big competition where the newly reformed poshos (or bad boy depending on the film) have to decide between their past and their new achievements and of course a marshmallow gooey happy ending. Of course none of this is important with dance movies. They’re supposed to be cheesy because really it’s all about the dancing. Only with this one the dancing didn’t really blow me away but apparently it was originally done in 3D so maybe that would have helped. Compared to classics like Centre Stage or Step It Up, it just doesn’t cut it.
This remake of an acclaimed French comedy, Le Dîner de Cons, is every bit as hideous as all the reviews claim it is. Paul Rudd plays Tim, an executive trying to “make it” by participating in a terrible ritual where his boss hosts a dinner where the guests compete to bring the best weirdo. Tim thinks he has it in the bag when he meets the ludicrously naïve, Barry (Steve Carell) but starts to question his motives when Barry unintentionally starts to ruin his life. Not one character in this film is likeable and it’s completely unfunny. Not even Flight Of The Conchords, Jemaine Clement, playing a self-obsessed photographer who takes pictures of himself dressed as a mythical animal can rescue it. Stay away.
After finding out he might have a heart condition, businessman, Ben Kalmen (Michael Douglas) sets off on a path of self-destruction, ruining his business, his marriage and his family by shagging everything that walks, indulging in dodgy deals and drinking non-stopbeing idolised by impressionable college sophomore, Daniel (Jesse Eisenberg, again playing Jesse Eisenberg) while . I spent this entire film wondering why any of these young beautiful women would touch Michael Douglas with a ten-foot pole and feeling grateful that fortunate enough not to know such a childish, self-involved dickhead. Not worth an hour and a half of your time.