Ooo...did they Darrenize Denzel's character for the sequel?
Thankfully, no. Today's Sametime Status is simply pointing out that I'm back in that training class I had a couple weeks ago.
Jeremy failed miserably.
Actually, Jeremy passed with a 97.06%...only missed part of one multiple-answer question which was bunk anyway. This particular course is divided into two parts, and now we're in Part II. Therefore, it's Training Day...and the 4th one. Pretty simple.
Speaking of lousy sequels and reboots...I got a chance to see the new remake of "Footloose" not long ago. Regrettably, I did not turn down that chance.
Even with lousy movies, the director will often get something right, often by sheer happenstance. In the case of Craig Brewer's remake of the 1984...well...I hesitate to use the word "classic" but whatever...the only thing he managed to get right was to use Kenny Loggins' original song as the opening theme. This is pretty sad, since all he had to do was directly copy the movie he was copying, but he pulled it off admirably! After that, it was pretty much downhill.
Let's ignore the completely implausible and dated plot (dancing is outlawed by an over-reactively conservative city council until a reckless youth leads a spirited rebellion in order to free himself and nail the preacher's daughter), lousy script, and atrocious acting for the time being and focus on the car. A car that's been sitting in a barn for an undetermined amount of time, but long enough to have a thick layer of dust won't simply start right up by putting in a battery. Usually there's some kind of gas involved...maybe some oil...and it often helps if the car is less than 40 years old. Even if we ignore that, the car stereo which barely has enough power to drive the speakers built into the car will apparently become an ear-shattering, disturbing-the-peace-ticket-inducing pinnacle of mobile audio simply by connecting it via a single wire to a carnival loudspeaker. Remarkable!
I'm also not sure how many people out there who take out their frustrations with the world by dancing around an abandoned factory, swinging on rusty chains and breaking windows before falling on the ground laughing, but apparently, this is a perfectly viable means of escape. And if you find you're having trouble agreeing with somebody, by all means, settle your differences by driving old school buses around a figure-8 demolition derby. That will show everyone who's boss. Just don't ask where you're supposed to procure a fleet of customized used school buses.
Oh yeah...I would be completely and thoroughly remiss if I failed to mention the horrifyingly awful cover of Bonnie Tyler's "Holding Out For A Hero" that was spewed upon the world by Ella Mae Bowen. Sweet merciful crap, that was terrible.
Before we went to see this shameless, lousy, money-grab masquerading as a movie, we were alerted to a critical review that suggested the film would be a better experience if you were intoxicated upon entering the theatre (I Am Not Making This Up). Unfortunately for that author, all I can offer is that it doesn't help enough. Footloose (2011) is pure junk.
This has been another edition of Jeremy Is In The Theatre
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