Review of Special













I'm about to go insane.

Les is less than average. He has a bland job handing out parking tickets. His best friends run a grungy comic book shop that Les frequents. Les decides to improve his life by joining in on a clinical study for an anti-depressant called “Special”. Les begins to take the medication and soon realizes he has superpowers – but with a twist. The twist is that he doesn’t actually have super powers.

It is now time to rate the movie, and I give this movie a
6/10. Why am I rating it now? Because I’m about to get all spoilerific in this business. So please, if you’re going to watch this movie don’t read what is below this paragraph, and the obligatory bold-all-caps warning below.

HOLY SHIT SPOILERS BELOW, IF YOU DIDN’T KNOW THAT, YOU WERE PROBABLY ONLY SKIMMING.

With a simple plot, this movie showed some promise. Michael Rapaport is a great actor and he plays crazy well. The cinematography was also well done, as the movie progresses the camerawork gets increasingly more chaotic. Rapaport parallels the camera work with his acting to create an extremely frightening personality. Even when other characters don’t carry through (i.e. stutter master [more on her later]) he’s able to keep his acting together and freak out in a controlled fashion on screen. When you throw in the mostly medical-drama soundtrack, it makes for some really surreal scenes. Les’s two friends, played by Robert Baker and Josh Peck put on a decent performance, with Josh Peck being the superior actor. Unfortunately, the movie takes a turn for the worse when they start to work in an overarching plot.













What do you get when you put three nerds in a car? A very nerdy car.

What was keeping this movie afloat was its fresh look at a stale character: the superhero. It takes a normally bizarre situation and grounds it in reality; to portray the superhero archetype as what equates to a bum with mental issues. If this movie had just stayed in a semi-realistic environment the entire movie and took itself seriously, it could have really been good. Unfortunately, there was a decision made sometime during the creation of this film to instead make it another underfunded, mediocre film. And that’s sad.

Almost exactly halfway through the film two lawyers from the pharmaceutical company producing Special try and coerce Les into not taking the medicine. They give a big speech about how they only want Les to stop taking the medication and to quit running around in his “silly suit”. Unfortunately, Les is tripping balls at the moment and sees himself from the future and ends up stabbing the lawyer in the ear with a chopstick. After Les does a sweet dodge-roll out of the lawyer-mobile, the lawyers decide it’s time to kill Les. Perhaps if the lawyers had pursued normal means of getting the medication from Les, for instance doing anything except trying to kill him, then this movie could have really developed into something by keeping the focus on Les and not the bizarre lawyers.

The scene gets worse. The dude who was just stabbed in the ear cranks it to 11 and yells at the driver to chase Les. There is a short chase scene on foot, and unexpectedly Les falls to the ground. The movie shines through once again, showing it’s originality by having Les attack himself with his psychosis. He’s mentally trapped himself inside a “force field” that the lawyers have created to contain him. As the lawyer stares on in confusion, Les is hearing voices in his head taunting him and then Les teleports and punches the lawyer in the face.

Let’s pause for a brief moment. This is the only scene in the movie that has no rational explanation behind it, in any way. Les just for these few seconds can magically teleport. He then, spouting the classiest line from the book says: “Your force field is good, my teleporting is better.” It’s almost as if the writer’s couldn’t resolve this scene so they paid a homeless man to do it, or just gave up and wrote in some half-assed inexplicable scene that really sinks the film.

As it stands, there is currently one lawyer who is stabbed and another who is punched. At this point, the best plan of action for the lawyers is to wait it out. You see, dear reader, Les hallucinates only as long as he has Special pills, which means that he can’t hallucinate for long since he has a really small bottle of large pills. So, the lawyers who tried to coerce Les into ceasing medication and not suing so that they can save face have now decided to take an alternative route. This alternative route being pre-meditated murder.

The lawyers now kidnap Les, and take him to an abandoned train station to kill him. Les is getting absolutely wrecked by these two Lawyers, and in a stroke of absolute genius picks up a conveniently located wooden stick and flails it around like a moron – this results in the two lawyers being defeated. Don’t get me wrong, this scene is actually pretty cool; it just has no substance behind it. All this scene serves to do is have Les showdown with these clearly unfit-to-be-lawyer lawyers.

Les, now bloody and only semi-tripping balls, stumbles into a grocery store and collapses. The pretty girl working the cash register is clearly terrified, and wants to do everything she can to help this man. Unfortunately, she has a terrible stutter which makes the obligatory small talk they go through excruciatingly painful to listen to – all of this as Les is bleeding profusely onto the floor of the supermarket. The goal of the cashier in this scene is to get Les into the bathroom and to lock him in there to detox. There was absolutely no reason for her to stutter, especially since she can’t do it well. She can talk totally normal for important lines, but when it’s just small talk her lips and throat go all gimpy. It’s almost a bonus, because whenever she’s about to say something that serves as meaningless filler, you can’t really understand it.


My stuttering only solidifies my worthlessness.

The movie then quickly snowballs to a conclusion, where Les is run over twice by the lawyers, and then says some lines about never giving up. The end. What’s the meaning behind all of this? Best guess is that corporations are evil and ruthless. Same with those god damn pharmaceutical companies. It’s really a shame that they took so much of the plot and depth away from Les, the best part of this movie. With Rapaport’s acting they could have taken this film in a more realistic direction where the medication helps him deal with his insecurities, even though it’s not technically working. Instead, it’s about evil lawyers who will stop at nothing to commit murder, something they should have learned is illegal in law school.

So yeah, the films an entertaining experience, even if it’s lacking any real meaning or message. I’m going to recommend it anyways, despite the poor writing, just because of Michael Rapaport and the concept behind this movie. Clearly don’t put this on your “To Watch” list ahead of Slumdog Millionaire or The Wrestler, but if you’re in the mood for a movie and you’ve got nothing else, at least it’s entertaining.
6/10.

Why "Oscar Winner" Doesn't Mean The Best Movie In Category


Ludacris had the extraordinarily difficult task of playing himself in Best Picture Oscar winner, Crash (2005).

Oh the Oscars, the Academy's supreme in outstanding work in film. Of course, no award is complete without a certain amount of controversy. Yes, they have screwed up before, and no, this won't be the last time.

I saw this blog post from Yahoo this morning and it is completely right. Some highlights:
Gladiator (2000)
A poor man's "Spartacus" tarted up with lots of CGI. For a director as talented as Ridley Scott, it's hard to understand why the action scenes in "Gladiator" were as incoherent as they were. It was as if the entire editing staff was hopped up on Red Bull and Twinkies.
For those who have seen Kubrick's Spartacus (1960) and then watched Gladiator, it's easy to determine the better film. For those who have not, seriously what are you waiting for, go watch Spartacus. Even now, nearly 50 years later, it's still an impressive film and is enjoyable to watch. Great films have the ability to stand the test of time.

Next, watch Gladiator. Initially you'll notice a few things, such as Russel Crowe's excellent performance (per usual, RC is a beast) and the high production value. In my opinion the action scenes were good and not as overwrought as the blogger (above) claims. However, after you shed the action and violence you're left with a film weak in narrative and even weaker in its ability to convey drama.

Perhaps more offensive is the Academy's decision to give Crash (2005) the Best Picture win.
Crash (2005)
One of the great "What were they thinking?" moments of Oscardom. Instead of choosing the best-reviewed movie of the year -- "Brokeback Mountain" -- the Academy picked this contrived, hectoring paean to liberal guilt. What made Ryan Phillippe shoot that guy? Racism. What made Ludacris jack that car? Racism. What made Sandra Bullock fall down the stairs? Racism. The movie is about as nuanced as a hammer blow to the head, as enjoyable aslistening to your parents fight, and about as honest as your average Enron executive.
The saddest thing is that nearly every other nominee was more deserving of the Best Picture award. Capote was anchored by Phillip Seymour Hoffman's grand performance as eccentric writer-socialite Truman Capote. Munich was a beautifully written story of Palestinian and Israel conflict that revolved around the Munich Olympics terrorism. And of course Brokeback Mountain, which used the strength of the western as a platform for the melodrama between two cowboys, was well directed, acted, and written.

Some interesting (retarded) facts about Crash.
  • It won 0 acting awards. Oh really? Not Ludacris? :( (Theater Of Mind - "Last Of A Dying Breed" and "Call Up The Homies.")
  • It wasn't even NOMINATED for Best Picture in the Golden Globes. (The Golden Globes is regarded as a kind of "preliminary round" for the Oscars, as it takes place approximately a month and a half before the Oscars and also because many of the winners from the Golden Globes are nominated and win at the Oscars.)
  • It was the most poorly received movie by critics of all nominees.
Crash
Much like Blood Diamond, Crash's message comes off as too preachy. Black woman and white man quarrel? OH NO, THAT'S RACISM. Please. As if America needs more Political Correctness...
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I'm a fan of most nominated movies this year, (The Curious Case of Benjamin Button (Brad Pitt), Frost/Nixon (Ron Howard), Milk (Gus Van Sant, Sean Penn), Slumdog Millionaire (Danny Boyle), and The Reader(Kate Winslet)). Hopefully Slumdog takes it, but really any of those movies are deserving.


Tucker Max's "I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell"

MMA, a hot girl, a highly anticipated movie (IHTSBIH), and beer? Excellenttt.
  • BY THE WAY: I've been following the development of one independent film in particular, I Hope They Sell Beer In Hell. Having written the script, Max is also producing the project. (For those who aren't aware, he's this guy).
  • His movie blog, to be honest, is kind of douchey. Also, to be honest, douchey works fine for me. Check it out if you have time, there's a ton of inside information on Hollywood and the movie-making process. It's honest to a point. However biased Max's opinions may be, it's worth the read.
  • I'll be making a full post on what the project is about later.

Good God... Thoughts on "Paul Blart: Mall Cop"

Oh Kevin James, how far you've fallen.
  • www.themovieblog.com is reporting that "Paul Blart: Mall Cop" has taken in the top box-office spot this weekend, in the range of $40 million over four days.  
  • I like Kevin James, he's a funny guy, and King of Queens was a legitimate show, however, a movie this disgustingly horrible should never put up numbers like that.
  • I don't think movie goers understand that everytime they PURCHASE a ticket to see a truly horrible film, they are voting.  Their vote says, "Hey studio heads, I want to see more movies just like this!"  So before you complain about the crap you just saw, watch a trailer, use some common sense, and don't go to see garbage.  Movies such as The Wrestler or Milk are more deserving of that money, and we need to tell Hollywood that THOSE ARE THE MOVIES WE WANT TO SEE!  
  • The Wrestler was an independent film.  With an aging star in Mickey Rourke, most studios wouldn't touch it.  The producers didn't even know whether it would be distributed until late in the film festival circuit.  And what did it do?  It blew everyone away while Mickey won a Golden Globe for his performance.  Until those movies begin to bring in top numbers, Hollywood will continue to produce drab, uninspired crap such as Paul Blart, while good scripts with good but non-big name directors and actors are being overlooked.
  • As if I needed additional evidence: give that picture another good look.