Let me say up front: Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby is a better NASCAR movie than Days of Thunder. Of course, that’s like having better fashion sense than Britney Spears does these days. In absolute terms, this is a big, loud and very dumb Will Ferrell comedy. It’s also funnier than a loud fart at a church social. You know you shouldn’t laugh, but you do.
This is one of those unfortunate comedies where the concept is actually funnier than the execution. It’s a shame, too, given the cast they had at their disposal. I’m sure the pitch sessions for this movie were a riot. Vince Vaughn and Owen Wilson crashing weddings to pick up women? Christopher Walken as the Secretary of the Treasury? Hilarity must inevitably ensue, right?
Unfortunately, no. Continue reading
Woody Allen films can be an acquired taste, and I’ll be the first to admit I haven’t truly acquired it. I’ve admired some of his films individually, like Hannah and Her Sisters, but not enough that news of a new Allen film automatically draws me out to the theater.
Whatever your opinion of Woody Allen films, Melinda and Melinda is unlikely to change your mind. It’s a film so specifically targeted at Woody Allen’s core audience that it’s actually a little off-putting to those who don’t fit into that demographic.