# 302 - CROUCHING TIGER, HIDDEN DRAGON (2001)

CROUCHING TIGER, HIDDEN DRAGON (2001 - DRAMA / MARTIAL ARTS) ***½ out of *****

(Don‘t try this at home, kids…)

I‘ll take a side of Chow Mein, while you‘re at it!

CAST: Chow Yun Fat, Michelle Yeoh, Zhang Ziyi, Cheng Change, Pei-pei Cheng.

DIRECTOR: Ang Lee

WARNING: Some SPOILERS and some surprisingly light-footed martial artists - straight ahead.




After seeing the martial arts romantic epic CROUCHING TIGER, HIDDEN DRAGON, you may be faced with one of two reactions: (1) jumping around your living room trying to mimic the improbably fluid and graceful leaps and bounds demonstrated by its characters; or (2) throwing your remote at the screen while yelling, “BULLSHIT! No one can jump that high!”

Suffice it to say, you will need to suspend your disbelief when you watch this movie because, yes, people cannot jump as high as these people do. Our story is essentially a martial arts version of a Hitchcockian chase movie, with a little tragic romance thrown in for good measure, and set in ancient China. In every Hitchcock film, there was something called a “MacGuffin” which basically gets everyone’s undies in a bundle and pushes them to go after it. It can be a secret disc, or a vial of experimental drugs, or a briefcase with something important in it.

In CROUCHING TIGER HIDDEN DRAGON, the MacGuffin is a sword called The Green Destiny - and our story gets off to a running start when it is snatched by a mysterious thief from a sacred temple. Caught up in the pursuit of The Green Destiny are: (1) Li Mu Bai (Chow Yun Fat), the owner of the Sword who had decided to give it away as part of an, ahem, lifestyle change that does not involve slicing and dicing people anymore; and (2) Yu Shu Lien (Michelle Yeoh), Li Mu Bai’s lifelong friend and soulmate whom he entrusted the sword to until it could be delivered to the new owner.

Well, it looks like the new owner now is the mysterious thief, whoever he (she?) may be. As Li Mu Bai and Yu Shu Lien pursue the trail of the stolen sword, they cross paths with Jen Yu (Zhang Ziyi) a young aristocrat who is about to be married off, as per ancient aristocratic Chinese protocol. Turns out Jen Yu is somewhat of a closet Lara Croft who craves adventure, and looks forward to the marriage the same way a porn starlet looks forward to Sunday Mass. Meanwhile, Li Mu Bai and Yu Shu Lien start to give each other major googley eyes. Quickie, for old time’s sake? I hope so.

Also factoring into the story is a rebel named Luo Xiao Hu (Chen Chang), who crosses paths with Jen Yu when she does a Mrs. Robinson (sans Benjamin) and escapes into the desert to avoid her fate as a bored married noblewoman. Good thing, too, because had she gone ahead with the nuptials, we might have found ourselves eventually dealing with an ancient Chinese version of DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES.

How do these two couples tie in to the missing sword? Who is the thief who stole The Green Destiny? What is his (her?) agenda? Will Li Mu Bai and Yu Shu Lien renew their love for one another? What about Jen Yu and Li Xiao Hu? Who will survive the quest for The Green Destiny? Who will make the ultimate sacrifice for the one that he (she?) loves? And most importantly: who is Michelle Yeoh’s facialist?

Because that’s some glowing skin right there, folks. Michelle… hook me up, girl.


BUT, SERIOUSLY: Lyrical, hypnotic, and surreal, CROUCHING TIGER HIDDEN DRAGON is not an easy film to peg down. Part-romance, part-drama, part-thriller chase film, part-martial arts epic, the movie is an odd film that manages to beguile despite its potentially unwieldy elements. In our review for LEGAL EAGLES (review # 284) we talked about how dangerous it is to combine genres. You have to get it right or the whole thing falls apart.

Fortunately, the blend of action, drama, romance, and thrills in CROUCHING TIGER HIDDEN DRAGON is just right, making it a seamlessly entertaining experience. Director Ang Lee expertly orchestrates his story, aided by lush visuals, evocative music, and a cast that is as talented as it is gorgeous.

Chow Yun Fat brings a nice solid gravity to the role of Li Mu Bai. Nevertheless, we get glimpses of the fire and passion beneath his reserved surface. This is essential if we are to buy into his buried feelings for Yu Shu Lien, who is nicely brought to life by Michelle Yeoh. Yeoh follows Yun Fat’s lead in turning her character into a commanding mix of serious, playful, and soulful. These characters are truly soulmates, which makes the ending all the more affecting.

As for the film’s second couple, Zhang Ziyi and Chen Chang are equally terrific. It was important for just the right actress to play Jen Yu, since the character walks the line between being likable and almost unsympathetic. The wrong actress might have tipped the balance either way. With Zhang, though, we get a character who keeps us on our toes. Her lovely performance is capped by a final shot that is both heartbreaking and haunting in equal measure. Those of you who have seen the film know what I’m talking about. Meanwhile, Chen Chang as Luo Xiao Hu makes a fine adversary/lover who gives back to Jen Yu as good as she throws out.

Special mention should also be made for Tan Dun’s atmospheric score, that is mournful, romantic, spirited, and rousing, all at the same time. Definitely an album for the score collector.

In the end, CROUCHING TIGER HIDDEN DRAGON is an offbeat experience that takes you down unexpected paths. Just surrender to it, and don’t question anything too much - especially the leaping fighters. Go with the flow.

# 301 - SUCKER PUNCH (2011)

SUCKER PUNCH (2011 - ACTION / GIRL POWER FLICK) **½ out of *****

(Get that Excedrin ready…)

Boobs and bombs…

CAST: Emily Browning, Abbie Cornish, Vanessa Hudgens, Jaime Chung, Jena Malone, Carla Gugino, Jon Hamm, Scott Glenn.

DIRECTOR: Zack Snyder

WARNING: Some SPOILERS and some eye candy overload - literally and figuratively - straight ahead…




In our last review for the wonderful POETRY (review # 300), I kept both the plot breakdown and analysis deliberately short. This was because I didn’t want to SPOIL the film for you folks, and therefore kept a lot of the movie’s cards close to my chest. In our next review, the intriguing but ultimately misguided SUCKER PUNCH, I will do the same. Not because I want to preserve the plot’s integrity to y’all. But because I have no fucking clue what this movie is about. In other words, I’m not holding any cards close to my chest because I can’t even understand the goddamn things.

There. I said it. Shoot me. Ask my friend who looks like Nia Vardalos. I went to see SUCKER PUNCH with “Nia” and at one point I actually got up and left the theatre because my brain couldn’t handle any more of the nonsensical imagery being thrown my way. There’s only so much my tiny little intellect can parse before it suddenly revolts and demands another infusion of Sour Patch Kids and Cherry Coke. Suffice it to say, I lost even more of the plot by ducking out of the theater briefly.

Trying to tell you what SUCKER PUNCH is about is kind of like trying to break down the rationale behind producing a remake of ARTHUR. In other words: Huh? But, given that most of you have been on this crazy ride as long as I have, I feel I owe you an effort. So… here we go, folks…

Our story opens with provocatively-named teenager Baby Doll (Emily Browning) fighting off yet another advance from her lecherous stepfather. Only this time, Baby Doll has had enough and pulls a gun on the sleazoid. Except she’s a lousy shot, because she ends up putting a bullet in the head of her sister. No worries, though, because not long after that, she gets it right and plugs a hold in Scummy StepDad’s noggin. Practice makes perfect, I guess.

Anyway, the Universe doesn’t really condone people shooting other people (especially family), even if they are as hot as Baby Doll. So it’s off to some insane asylum for our girl. Only the asylum she winds up in turns out to be the kind that you read about in the old Cryptkeeper comic books. The place looks like a cross between the Munsters’ family abode and a University of Washington campus building: ugly gothic meets pretty gothic. More ugly, though...

There, Baby Doll meets four other sluts, er, girls: (1) Sweet Pea (Abbie Cornish), which is some form of Irony because she is about as sweet as rancid pickle juice; (2) Blondie (Vanessa Hudgens), which is yet another form of irony because her hair is about as blonde as tar; (3) Amber (Jaime Chung), token Asian chick; and (4) Rocket (Jena Malone), Sweet Pea’s older sister who is named as such because… well, your guess is as good as mine.

At any rate, these girls/women are Baby Doll’s companion in her new hellhole, er, home. Giving her an unusually warm welcome is Dr. Vera Gorski (Carla Gugino), who is some sort of dance instructor/psychologist/Bond Girl wannabe. Apparently, Dr. Vera is training our little tramps, er, girls to dance in such a way that they’ll get, I guess, adopted by some mysterious dude called the High Roller who periodically comes to the asylum to watch the girls… dance. And you people think I’m a pervert.

While Baby Doll, Sweet Pea, Rocket, Blondie, and Amber are madly doing the Flashdance thang in anticipation of Mr. Roller’s visit, Baby Doll has been getting the itch to escape. She somehow meets a wise man named, uh, Wiseman (Scott Glenn) who gives her some clues on how to do that. Basically, he tells Baby Doll she needs to get: (1) a key, (2) a map, (3) a knife, and a (4) well… I’m not sure. I guess I made another Sour Patch Kids run at a crucial scene.

Whatever. The point is this pretty much gets Baby Doll going, and she convinces her other hos, er, girls that they need to do such kick-ass dance numbers so that they can lull the men of the asylum into a trance. Then they can systematically steal the items that Wiseman (really, that’s what they call him) said they need. Cue the opening strains of “What A Feeling…”

Will Baby Doll and The Whores, Er, Girls succeed? Or will the guards of the asylums shut their shit down? Who is this mysterious High Roller? And what does he want? What secret is waiting inside the asylum? And will it let the hussies, er, girls escape just like that? And the most important question of all: what the fuck is up with all that eyeliner?

There are raccoons organizing a protest as I write this.


BUT, SERIOUSLY: If there ever was a film that epitomized the phrase “style-over-substance” it’s SUCKER PUNCH. That’s not to say, however, that it succeeds in pulling this move off, though. The only reason SUCKER PUNCH doesn’t rate any lower than average is because of some strong acting from its cast, particularly the women.

The visuals are quite striking, but after awhile they get redundant and distracting. The film’s characters are, true to their graphic novel origins, not much more than cartoon cutouts. Fortunately, the cast of actresses playing these ciphers are compelling enough to make these thinly-written roles worth paying attention to. Emily Browning and Abbie Cornish are the standouts from the younger players, while Carla Gugino, Scott Glenn, and Jon Hamm are the notable ones from the older set.

The plot of the film is a convoluted mess, and is just an excuse to launch the girls into a series of outlandish and loud setpieces involving combat with overgrown Samurais and flying dragons, just for starters. Needless to say, suspension of disbelief is a requirement for getting through SUCKER PUNCH without experiencing a migraine. I only partially succeeded in avoiding one.

In the end, how much you enjoy this movie is directly proportionate to how much you demand realism in your films. If believability is a “non-negotiable” for you, then you’re better off going to see something else…

# 300 - POETRY (2010)

POETRY (2010 - DRAMA / GIRL POWER FLICK) ****½ out of *****

(Words truly do have power - and linger long after the person who has spoken them has gone…)

Poetry at rest…

CAST: Jeong-Hie Yun, Hira Kim, Nae-Sang Ahn, Da-wit Lee.

DIRECTOR: Chang Dong Lee

WARNING: Some SPOILERS and lovely poetics - literal and figurative - straight ahead…




Believe it or not, folks, we are hitting our 300th review today. Humbly speaking, that is a special milestone for us. Thanks to everyone who’s followed along on this crazy journey. Seems like it was only yesterday that we were setting sail, so to speak, with our very first review of ROBIN HOOD. As the Virginia Slims commercial famously used to say: you’ve come a long way, baby. As always, you are all in my heart and won’t be forgotten.

I can’t think of a more apt film to feature for this occasion than the exceedingly lovely South Korean film simply titled POETRY. Believe me when I write that there isn’t a more appropriate title for this film than that.

There are two reasons for this: our heroine is a 64-year old woman named Mija (Jeong-Hie Yun) who lives a dull existence in a South Korean town. She cleans houses for a living and lives off a pension, while caring for an ill-mannered and ungrateful teenaged grandson, Jongwook (Da-wit Lee), who prefers to play videogames and sulk - when he’s not being outright rude to his grandmother.

Mija’s life takes a turn for the more meaningful when she enrolls in a poetry-writing class. Her instructor tells her to listen to the rhythms of daily life, as well as look for the poetry that’s always there - whether plainly visible or, more often, hidden just below the surface. Despite this sage advice, Mija still struggles to write her first poem. It doesn’t help that she’s been very forgetful lately.

A visit to the doctor brings her some bad news: she’s been forgetful because the first symptoms of Alzheimer’s have started to manifest themselves in her. Even with this news, though, Mija soldiers on by caring for her grandson, cleaning houses, and still wrestling with the language of her first poem. Then, out of the blue, news of a girl’s suicide disrupts the quiet community. Mija gradually discovers that her grandson may or may not be connected to this incident.

But how? And how does this girl’s death affect Mija in the long run? Will she ever be able to complete a poem? And what role does Mija’s grandson have in the incident? Will Mija protect him? Or do the right thing? What will Mija’s poem ultimately be about? How will her gradual memory loss affect everything?

To find the answers, you have to see the movie. And, trust me, you want these answers.


BUT, EVEN MORE SERIOUSLY: As you folks can see, I’ve kept the plot breakdown for POETRY fairly short. There are two reasons for this: (1) the plot is elegant in its simplicity and doesn’t need extensive description; and (2) I want you folks to know the barest minimum of details going in. That’s how I first viewed it, and that’s the best way to experience this story.

As with the plot breakdown, I am keeping the analysis of the movie short - perhaps even shorter. All I’ll say is this: (1) Jeong-Hie Yun is terrific as Mija, and if it were possible for POETRY to be considered for an Academy Award, she would certainly get a Best Actress nomination; and (2) POETRY is a haunting, unforgettable meditation on memory, life, the things that we focus on to get through the rough patches, and the hard decisions we make in order to stay true to what we believe in.

And with that, I say again: “Go see this movie.”

# 299 - GIA (1998)

GIA (1998 - DRAMA / GIRL POWER FLICK) ***½ out of *****

(Brunettes sometimes have more fun…)

God, thank you for making me Italian… Makes becoming a model a lot easier…

CAST: Angelina Jolie, Elizabeth Mitchell, Faye Dunaway, Kylie Travis, Mercedes Ruehl, Scott Cohen, Eric Michael Cole, Louis Giambalvo.

DIRECTOR: Michael Cristofer

WARNING: Some SPOILERS and some Blonde-Ideal-busting shenanigans straight ahead…




In our last review, LEGALLY BLONDE (review # 298), we saw a Beautiful Blonde bust that silly Dumb Blonde stereotype wide open and prove her mettle as a law student, winning the respect and admiration of her naysayers. In our latest review, the biopic about the real-life late supermodel Gia Carangi simply titled GIA, we see a Beautiful Brunette basically go the diametrical opposite way - down a path of drug abuse and self-destruction.

At the outset, though, GIA starts along the same path of female empowerment that LEGALLY BLONDE did, as we see 17-year old Gia Marie Carangi (Angelina Jolie) try to make the jump from doing some catalog work here and there in her native city of Philadelphia - to the glamorous, high-profile world of international modeling and fashion shows.

Before Gia can cross the Atlantic and Pacific, though, she needs to catch the eye of the top New York agents. This might be easier said than done, unfortunately. Although Gia is definitely a statuesque stunner with her classic Italian beauty, the late 70’s NYC modeling scene was all about two things: (1) blonde hair, and (2) blue eyes. Or at least, light-colored hair and eyes. Modeling agencies apparently treated “ethnic types” with the same enthusiasm they reserve for rashes.

Being a dark-haired, dark-eyed beauty, Gia essentially has to break The Blonde Ceiling. And boy, does she ever… before you know it, this Italian-American beauty is racking up the covers and photo shoots, and giving her fair-haired competition some serious, uh, competition. Soon, people start calling her that moniker which is about as common today as an I-Phone: Supermodel. Back then, though, this term was rarely used… until Gia Carangi showed up at the party and proved to everyone that brunettes can play that game, too.

Unfortunately, Gia starts abusing drugs and ultimately becomes a heroin addict. Will her addiction affect her new status as a supermodel? Or will she somehow tame the beast? Is that even possible? Will her lover Linda (Elizabeth Mitchell) be able to help her? What about Gia’s parents (Louis Giambalvo and Mercedes Ruehl)? Can they intervene? Or does Gia have to help herself? Can this supermodel be saved?

Anyone who’s heard of the tragic life and death of Gia Carangi already knows the answer to that. Sadly…


BUT, SERIOUSLY: When I was organizing the titles for this past week’s Girl Power Theme, one of my friends questioned the feasibility of adding GIA to the roster. After all, it’s about the true story of a successful woman’s fall from grace. My response to him: “the fact that Gia Carangi ultimately didn’t sustain her success or fully deliver on her potential doesn’t mean she was a failure. She achieved something.”

Let’s not forget that Gia Carangi (along with fellow exotic beauty from the late 70s, Janice Dickinson) paved the way for modeling agencies to sign more dark-haired, dark-eyed clients. Later brunette models like Rachel Ward (who would transition to acting in THE THORN BIRDS and AGAINST ALL ODDS), Annette Roque, Gail Elliott, Famke Janssen (now an actress, too), Halle Berry (now an Oscar-Winner), and - especially - Cindy Crawford, arguably had an easier entrance into the modeling world because of Carangi’s early success in breaking The Blonde Ceiling. In fact, when Crawford first began her career in the mid-80’s, she was nicknamed “Baby Gia” because of her resemblance to the late Carangi. By this standard, Gia Marie Carangi was a success.

This was one of Angelina Jolie’s early roles and she proves her talent and “X factor” here. Say what you want about Jolie, but one thing you cannot deny is that she has an almost supernatural charisma and screen presence. Her blend of cool, distant beauty and fiery, unpredictable passion is absolutely perfect for the mercurial Carangi, who beguiled everyone with her quick-silver moods. In order for this biopic to succeed, we have to understand what made Gia so special that she was able to strike a blow for dark-haired, exotic aspiring models everywhere who were never given a chance. With Jolie in the role, we see very clearly why. She makes this movie…

The supporting cast is filled with sturdy, reliable faces like Elizabeth Mitchell, Faye Dunaway, Mercedes Ruehl, Kylie Travis, and Scott Cohen. These folks play real-life people from Gia Carangi’s orbit who tried (and failed) to save her from the downward spiral of drug addiction she found herself locked into. Especially poignant is Mitchell’s turn as Linda, Carangi’s loyallover, who tried to stand by Carangi as long as she could.

There’s that saying about the destination not being as important as the journey. If that’s true, then it’s never more applicable than in the true story of Gia Marie Carangi. She ultimately died of drug-related AIDS at the young age of 26, but her short life and career as the world’s first Supermodel opened the door for the powers-that-be in the modeling and fashion world to appreciate and understand that beauty comes in many more types than just “Blonde and Blue-Eyed” - which is certainly beautiful, but it’s not representative of all the women out there.

I dedicate this review to Gia Marie Carangi, the first Supermodel… Riposa in pace, Gia…

Thing of Beauty…

Bellisima…

Bellisima…

# 298 - LEGALLY BLONDE (2001)

LEGALLY BLONDE (2001 - COMEDY / COURTROOM FLICK) ***½ out of *****

(All lawyers should be this hot… and stacked… and smart… and blonde)

Work that bar exam, girl…

CAST: Reese Witherspoon, Luke Wilson, Matthew Davis, Selma Blair, Victor Garber, Jennifer Coolidge, Holland Taylor, Ali Larter, Jessica Cauffiel.

DIRECTOR: Robert Luketic

WARNING: Some SPOILERS and some Blonde-Stereotype-busting shenanigans straight ahead…




Ah, the Beautiful Blonde Man Or Woman… is there a more glorious creature in the Universe? Besides the Hot Italian Man Or Woman, or the Goddess Known As Famke Janssen, that is? I don’t think so. These five archetypes (well, Famke Janssen is actually more of a real person) are pretty much at the top of the Boner-Inducing Food Chain. And with good reason - they are fuckin’ caliente mejor, ese! Don’t believe me? See some examples below:

The Beautiful Blonde Man:

Daniel Craig

The Beautiful Blonde Woman:

Uma Thurman

The Hot Italian Man:

Raoul Bova



The Hot Italian Woman:

Monica Belluci

And, of course, The Goddess Known As Famke Janssen:

Famke Janssen, dumbass.

Anyhow, all these archetypes are pretty much timeless and revered, with praises dumped on their understandably fucking stellar beauty. Unfortunately, one of them has also been the butt of just as many jokes. I am referring to the unfortunate and dubious class of humor known as The Dumb Blonde Joke.

I’m not sure how The Dumb Blonde stereotype started, because all the blondes I know are pretty smart, and I’m not going to delay our plot breakdown digging for its genesis here. We’ll save that for the BUT, SERIOUSLY portion of this review, when we will sic that relentless, implacable mother-and-son ghost team from THE GRUDGE after the person (and his friends and family) who started the whole thing. For now, let’s talk about the The Beautiful Blonde at the center of our review, the fabulous Girl Power Comedy (and feature-length Clairol Ad) called LEGALLY BLONDE.

She is Elle Woods (Reese Witherspoon), and she’s a graduating senior at California University at Los Angeles or CULA. If that’s not a thinly disguised moniker for UCLA, I don’t know what the hell is. Anyhow, Elle is one of those sunny (figuratively and, with all that blonde hair, literally) chicks that is always smiling and cheerful and you generally want to just buy an ice cream cone for… or a shot of Cuervo Gold.

At any rate, Elle has everything going for her: (1) a position as the Prez of Delta Nu Sorority; (2) a 4.0 GPA to bust that damn Dumb Blonde stereotype; and (3) the thing Elle is most excited about: a hot, rich boyfriend named Warner (Matt Davis) who is East Coast Blue Blood. Please note that Elle loves Warner because he is hot - not because he is rich. She ain’t that kind of Blonde - which you usually find prowling the craps tables in Vegas looking for an easy mark and even easier payday. Long story short, Elle’s World is very nice, indeed.

Elle’s world, however, is turned upside down when Warner turns out to be less of a Handsome Prince, and more of a Ratfuck Sonofabitch Scumbag Dipshit Choad. He basically dumps Elle on the night she thinks he’ll pop The Question. Too bad The Question our Warner asks is not “Will you marry me?” but rather, “I don’t think we should see each other anymore, but would you mind if I swung by sometime for the occasional no-strings attached blowjob?” What’s even worse is Warner’s fucked-up rationale for cutting Elle loose: she’s too “blonde” and he needs someone serious with a dark hair. What in the holy hell?

You can’t really blame Elle for going into something of tailspin, folks. Sadly, this shit goes down every day around the world. Even hot, smart, beautiful blondes like Elle are not immune from it. Being a trooper, though, Elle allows herself to do the “moping-and-watching-soap-operas-while-throwing-candy-at-the-screen-and-screaming-like-a-banshee” thing for only about a week, then she picks herself up, dusts herself off, and launches her recovery plan.

Unfortunately, said recovery plan involves winning Warner back. Well, at least she’s focused and not moping anymore, right? Baby steps, folks, baby steps. The Win Warner Back At Any Cost plan involves the following: (1) moving across the country to Boston, (2) enrolling in Harvard Law School where Warner is now studying, (3) proving to him that she has a brain, and (4) generally giving the men folk (and some of the women folk) some serious hard-ons. As you can imagine, a bright, bubbly blonde with a Fifi creature for a dog prancing around stodgy, serious Harvard, is kind of like me showing up at a Bible study with a stack of Playgirl Magazines. Let’s just say she gets noticed - a lot. And not for the right reasons.

To make matters worse, Elle discovers the following: (1) most of her professors are assholes; (2) most of her classmates are assholes; and (3) Warner is dating a major asshole in the form of Vivian Kensington (Selma Blair). And, oh by the way, Vivian has hair the color of coffee without cream. In other words, Warner may have found the “serious” girlfriend he needs for his image. Frankly, he should just have a Blowjob Competition and see who between Elle and Vivian gives better head. That would settle it for any guy. On that, you better believe me. Fuck the hair color - can she play your flute effectively?

But I digress again. Anyway, it’s not really all doom and gloom for our Beautiful Blonde named Elle Woods. She does find some valuable allies: (1) Emmet (Luke Wilson), a hot, mysterious dude whom she keeps running into on campus; (2) Paulette (Jennifer Coolidge), a sweet blonde with man troubles who turns out to be Elle’s soul sister; and (3) Professor Callahan (Victor Garber), one of Elle’s teachers who seems to appreciate her ability to think outside the box - as opposed to just appreciating her, uh, box.

But will these supporters be enough to help Elle survive her time at Harvard Law School? Will Warner see the error of his way, dump Vivian, and go back to Elle? Or is he really the Ratfuck Sonofabitch Scumbag Dipshit Choad that he was back in California? For that matter, is Vivian really all that bad? Or will Elle find an unexpected friend in her? What about Emmet? Do he and Elle have a future together? And what happens when all of them get pulled into helping Callahan defend another hot blonde named Brooke Taylor Wyndham (Ali Larter) who stands accused of killing her husband? Will Elle finally get to prove her mettle as future lawyer? Or will she stumble?

See the movie and find out. Just remember this: never underestimate Blondes in large numbers. The Hotness Factor alone will be enough to fry your brain.

Now, let’s get a movie started called LEGALLY ITALIAN. I will be the first in line… I think my testicle just exploded.


BUT, SERIOUSLY: In past reviews, we’ve talked about how sometimes a film can overcome any potential flaws with a combination of the following: (1) a strong, charismatic lead; (2) a sharp, clever script; (3) a confident director; and (4) a gallery of vivid supporting roles and the cast to bring them to life. LEGALLY BLONDE has all these things and becomes a solid film because of them.

Reese Witherspoon nails the lead role of Elle Woods. As conceived in the script, Elle is one of those irrepressible, funny women who brighten any room just by walking into it. Sweet, good-natured, hilarious, intelligent, sympathetic, but also feisty in equal measure, Elle makes the ideal lead character for a comedy that seeks to subvert that unfortunate and highly inaccurate Dumb Blonde stereotype. Elle’s fun-loving side doesn’t cancel out her intelligence. In fact, her sensitive empathy sharpens her mental skills to the point where she may actually be smarter than her more “serious” classmates. Witherspoon was already a star when this film came out, so to call it a “star-making performance” would be a misnomer. It would be more correct to call it a “star-cementing performance”. She’s that good.

Witherspoon is aided immensely by a light script that is serious in the right amounts in all the right places. I’ve often found that the smartest scripts, just like the smartest people, conceal it behind a goofy and loose vibe. The script of LEGALLY BLONDE often catches us off-guard with its cleverness. Each of the roles are given sufficient meat for the actors to make them interesting, and Witherspoon graciously cedes center stage to her co-stars to give each of them their “fifteen minutes” in the spotlight.

Speaking of the supporting cast, they’re all aces. Luke Wilson and Matt Davis paint male leads of starkly different shadings: Wilson turns Emmet into a decent, mellow dude whose genuine sincerity occasionally peeks out from behind that casual front, while Davis sharply essays Warner as one of those vain, privileged guys who are all about image and status - but don’t have the first clue about being genuine and consequently stumble because of it. Both actors also invest enough nuance to their roles to round them out properly, and not make them just your basic Good Guy/Bad Guy pairing.

The strongest members of the supporting cast, though, are its women. Selma Blair is terrific as the icy but insecure Vivian Kensington who initially treats Elle horribly, but then realizes the grave error of her ways when she recognizes a soul sister in the latter. Watching Vivian and Elle’s relationship progress from chilly to combative, then finally to reconciling and sisterly, is LEGALLY BLONDE’s best emotional factor. When the end credits tell us that “Elle and Vivian are now best friends”, we believe it wholeheartedly - and its chiefly because of Witherspoon and Blair’s performances and their warm chemistry.

Jennifer Coolidge is a spacey, ditzy delight as Paulette, the shy manicurist whom Elle befriends and helps to not only fight back against an abusive ex-boyfriend, but also to start a relationship with a hunky UPS driver who has his eye on her. Some of LEGALLY BLONDE’s biggest laughs come from the Paulette-Elle relationship thread, especially a dance number about the “Bend and Snap” move to attract a man. You’ll see. Coolidge is a real comic find, and as with Blair and Witherspoon, she and the film’s star mesh very well together.

Also noteworthy are Ali Larter and Holland Taylor as, respectively: (1) Brooke, the Delta Nu sister who finds herself accused of murder, and whom Elle must defend; and (2) Professor Stromwell, an imperious law professor who, like Vivian and everyone else, first underestimates and dismisses Elle - then gradually comes to respect her and her talents. Taylor and Larter’s roles are smaller than Coolidge and Blair’s, but they’re just as memorable.

In the end, though, the best thing about LEGALLY BLONDE is the lesson that its heroine learns: it’s not enough for you to believe in a cause - you have to believe in yourself, as well. And you have to surround yourself with people who support and believe in you. Elle Woods discovers this in her three years at Harvard. What starts out as quest to get Warner back, turns into a journey of self-discovery where she finds out what really matters to her: the law and fighting for it - and not the attention of a man who doesn’t deserve her.

Pretty strong stuff for what’s supposed to be just a “bubblegum comedy”, huh?

Now, seriously: let's get LEGALLY ITALIAN started! It'll be about a Guido who goes to Yale and gets underestimated by everyone, but with the support of a crackhead professor, he proves how smart he is and invents the cure for the common cold and male pattern baldness. Sounds like a winner!

REVIEW UPDATE: Another delay...

Happy Thursday Folks...

Had hoped to post LEGALLY BLONDE and GIA tonight, but I forgot about a social commitment that I must honor. Or else...

At any rate, the reviews are all written up. Just need tweak and post, and I'll do that tomorrow night sometime.

Thanks, folks...

Buon Giovedi Notte...

REVIEW UPDATE: The Last Girl Power Flicks...

Hiya, folks...

Going to come out and say it: too drunk to write.... Reviews will post tomorrow. Please excuse me. I blame the manufacturers of Absolut Vodka. Or our new tradition of Hump Day Happy Hour. Goddamn lushes... Why are my ears burning?

Ciao x 2