Post by StevePulaski on Dec 7, 2010 20:30:22 GMT -5
Rating: ★½
"You cannot believe how excruciatingly awful this movie is. It is bad in a way that will cause unfortunate viewers to huddle in the lobby afterward, hugging in small groups, consoling one another with the knowledge that it's over, it's over -- thank God, it's over. [...] Compared to the honest hard labor performed by tens of millions of Americans every day, a film critic's job is like a winning lottery ticket. But there IS work involved, and it can be painful -- and the next time someone tells me I have the best job in the world, I'm going to grab them by the ear, fourth-grade-teacher-in-1966-style, and drag them to see Deck the Halls." -Richard Roeper, Deck the Halls review.
Curiosity killed the cat, and will soon kill me if I continue to punish myself with lame, panned, awful films. Especially ones around this time of year. It's Christmas for God's sake. A time of loving, caring, cherishing the people around you, and giving thanks for everything that has blessed you. It's not time to subject yourself to horrible Christmas films jammed with slapstick antics, and two respectable actors submersing themselves to the lowest form of Comedy hell. We are far from the bottom of the barrel. This is Christmas Hell!
I love Matthew Broderick. His look, smile, face, and acting abilities are something I envy. I wish I looked like Ferris Bueller when I saw it. Now, I can barely take him seriously after I saw this. He was the best person in this film, but that is certainly not saying much. He was below average, but way better than Kristen Davis' or Danny Devito's performance in this horrendous picture.
The plot: Steve Finch (Broderick) is a father of two, and is trying to live his life calm and collective. Buddy Hal (DeVito) moves in across the street, and before they get fully acquainted, you know they are going to be the best of enemies. Buddy's goal is to get his house seen from space, so he buys as many Christmas lights has possible and decorates, scratch that, floods his house with gleaming, annoying strands of lights so bright that one could look directly at the sun and not feel so much pain. Annoying Steve greatly, he decides to fight back.
We then get an hour of Steve trying to get Buddy to take down his lights and it just leads to nowhere, thus leaving Steve in a bind and the viewer wishing he had went to see another film. I've never sat through a more painful, unfunny, miniscule, appaling Christmas film in the fourteen holiday seasons I've lived through.
This ranks up with the 2006 remake of A Year Without Santa Claus for worse holiday film ever made. I would name this #2 in the list of worst of it's kind. It's films like this that make me NEVER want to watch or go within five feet of a Broderick or DeVito film. It tainted the reps of both of them for me, and will take an Oscar film to get my respect for them back. How many people have had to say that about a film?
The holiday season is supposed to be for eating a big meal, hanging with the family, spreading love, cherishing time together, and of course watch some Holiday classics. Do yourself a favor this holiday season, stay warm, drink some Egg Nog, be safe, and watch a Christmas classic like Hardrock, Coco, and Joe, I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus, or see how Charlie Brown spends his for the countless time. DO NOT go out of the tradition's path to watch this miserable film. My Christmas is ruined now that I put this in my player, yours doesn't need to be.
Starring: Matthew Broderick, Danny DeVito, Kristin Davis, and Kristin Chenoweth. Directed by: John Whitesell.
"You cannot believe how excruciatingly awful this movie is. It is bad in a way that will cause unfortunate viewers to huddle in the lobby afterward, hugging in small groups, consoling one another with the knowledge that it's over, it's over -- thank God, it's over. [...] Compared to the honest hard labor performed by tens of millions of Americans every day, a film critic's job is like a winning lottery ticket. But there IS work involved, and it can be painful -- and the next time someone tells me I have the best job in the world, I'm going to grab them by the ear, fourth-grade-teacher-in-1966-style, and drag them to see Deck the Halls." -Richard Roeper, Deck the Halls review.
Curiosity killed the cat, and will soon kill me if I continue to punish myself with lame, panned, awful films. Especially ones around this time of year. It's Christmas for God's sake. A time of loving, caring, cherishing the people around you, and giving thanks for everything that has blessed you. It's not time to subject yourself to horrible Christmas films jammed with slapstick antics, and two respectable actors submersing themselves to the lowest form of Comedy hell. We are far from the bottom of the barrel. This is Christmas Hell!
I love Matthew Broderick. His look, smile, face, and acting abilities are something I envy. I wish I looked like Ferris Bueller when I saw it. Now, I can barely take him seriously after I saw this. He was the best person in this film, but that is certainly not saying much. He was below average, but way better than Kristen Davis' or Danny Devito's performance in this horrendous picture.
The plot: Steve Finch (Broderick) is a father of two, and is trying to live his life calm and collective. Buddy Hal (DeVito) moves in across the street, and before they get fully acquainted, you know they are going to be the best of enemies. Buddy's goal is to get his house seen from space, so he buys as many Christmas lights has possible and decorates, scratch that, floods his house with gleaming, annoying strands of lights so bright that one could look directly at the sun and not feel so much pain. Annoying Steve greatly, he decides to fight back.
We then get an hour of Steve trying to get Buddy to take down his lights and it just leads to nowhere, thus leaving Steve in a bind and the viewer wishing he had went to see another film. I've never sat through a more painful, unfunny, miniscule, appaling Christmas film in the fourteen holiday seasons I've lived through.
This ranks up with the 2006 remake of A Year Without Santa Claus for worse holiday film ever made. I would name this #2 in the list of worst of it's kind. It's films like this that make me NEVER want to watch or go within five feet of a Broderick or DeVito film. It tainted the reps of both of them for me, and will take an Oscar film to get my respect for them back. How many people have had to say that about a film?
The holiday season is supposed to be for eating a big meal, hanging with the family, spreading love, cherishing time together, and of course watch some Holiday classics. Do yourself a favor this holiday season, stay warm, drink some Egg Nog, be safe, and watch a Christmas classic like Hardrock, Coco, and Joe, I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus, or see how Charlie Brown spends his for the countless time. DO NOT go out of the tradition's path to watch this miserable film. My Christmas is ruined now that I put this in my player, yours doesn't need to be.
Starring: Matthew Broderick, Danny DeVito, Kristin Davis, and Kristin Chenoweth. Directed by: John Whitesell.