13 April, 2006 | Leave a Comment
Memo to Spike Lee: You should be tried at The Hague for cinematic crimes against womanity! How could you make a film with Clive Owen and then cover up that gorgeous face for over half the show? Why do you think women like me go to movies starring Clive Owen? I don’t care that he played a bank robber and needed to wear a mask. We could have just imagined him wearing it. You could have flashed a message at the bottom of the screen that said “Picture Clive in a Mask Right Now.” That would have worked fine. You should be glad I don’t know where you live.
Funnily enough, Clive still looked sexy, even in a mask.
As you probably guessed, I went to see Inside Man. Despite the aforementioned travesty, I must admit that Hollywood popcorn movies do not get much better than this. Denzel Washington was great in this movie, as was Jodie Foster. Because this is a film full of twists and surprises, I really can’t write much about it. While it’s primarily escapist entertainment, Lee (in his first “Hollywood” film) adds political asides here and there, mostly to do with racial politics. I especially liked the scene about violent video games and how they are mind poison for kids.
The beginning and the end of the film are set to very loud Bollywood music, which is lovely as music, but a little strange for this movie. But enough of that – now back to Clive. His attempt to speak in an American accent only earns him a C-. It was almost as bad as Natalie Portman’s mangled English accent in V for Vendetta, though nothing could be quite as bad as that. But as for his overall performance in the film? A+, of course. I’m grading on a curve.
Anglofille said @ 1:33 am | film |
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I loved this posting! You should become a movie critic for a magazine!!!
