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Ramis Sr. is all about the Brooks, Ramis Jr. is about the funny. They are both running that way but there is something called the short end of comedy. Jr. runs on the long end.
Not even Brooks himself. Witness "Dracula: Dead and Loving It."
The point is that, sadly, guys like Ramis are getting a bit long in the tooth and simply aren't very funny anymore. And if Judd Apatow is the New Wave, well, we can all look forward to many laughless years to come.
why would anyone over the age of 15 go to this movie much less review it?
It's got Jack Black in it.
What more does one need to know?
It's got Michael Cera in it.
"Berries least untouched by bird poop" - can this be correct? Why would the tribe want the poopy berries?
If this is a symptom of how bad the movie is (and it already contains a reference to birds pooping on their own food source - unlikely - and coprophagia - yuk), I don't think I want to sit through the movie myself to find out the answer.
Why did Hollywood ever get the idea that Jack Black is a comedy star? Since appearing in High Fidelity in 2000 he's appeared in bomb after bomb, unless you count doing voices for animated kids movies (I don't). I haven't seen School of Rock but I heard that was pretty good. Shallow Hal was a guilty pleasure. Otherwise you've got Saving Silvermann, Nacho Libre, Tenacious D and the Pick of Destiny, Tropic Thunder, etc. His biggest role and most successful film (King Kong) was a critical flop. And it looks like Seth Rogan stole his schtick and then grew out of it.
I guess Hollywood will keep casting him as long as people keep paying to see slop like Year One.
Stephanie, darling, "Carl Gottlieb's rapturously silly 1981 'Caveman'"? When's the last time you saw it? I tried to watch it with my kids a year or so back and was forced to turn it off less than thirty minutes in. Rapturously silly? More like ploddingly unamusing.
In fact as soon as I saw ads for "Year One," my first thought was, didn't we learn from Ringo?
For the same reason that some people prefer coffee beans that have been passed through the digestive tract of a civet cat.
Good taste and fine aroma.
is about as funny as a pulmonary embolism.
Black already covered this territory, or within a couple of zip codes, with better writing (Hey, everybody, it's Bob & David!):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bxfxfh9w44g
And is this the sort of thing that is keeping Cera from doing Arrested Development? Better advisement, please.
Wrong. He's a one schtick pony. He seemed like a talented actor back when he first appeared on Arrested Development. But he has one character, one emotion, one line reading. And he milks it in movie after movie. Year One shows that he's not even trying to develop.
I'd been looking forward to this movie. Now it sounds like redbox dollar rental material.
For yucks, I went back to read Stef's review of SuperBad, a film I'd grown quite fond of (the McLovin scene is for the ages) and I was surprised both by the low number of reader letters and by the fact that the movie seemed a trifle at the time, but had since become a touchstone, even if it has only been a few years since it came out.
Because it's her job.
And possibly because she's laughing her ass off thinking about all the usual wankers who say things like "I read Stephanie's reviews and do the opposite of what she suggests" lining up to see this movie.
It has to be hilarious.
What could be better than a fictitious setting for a fictitious novel?
I kept hoping the movie's ending would come. But, at least, it had a good message in the end when Jack Black revealed to the people that their superstitions, created by those who used their religion to control them, was not to be feared because it was all a lie. There really was nothing inside the "holy of holies" chamber nor anywhere else to fear, adore, or pray to. There is nothing more believable about the modern day "one God" than there is about any of the other ancient gods. It's all organized superstition built on lies for the purpose of controlling you.
Where you ignore all of his work until his career flags enough for them to make an Arrested Development movie?
Not nice, I know...but I don't consider it a huge hardship, either.