Oh, Steve Carrell, what a funny man you are. Your Anchorman performance is the stuff of legend. And Tina Fey, how your downtrodden loser routine has made me laugh while falling for your dorky, middle-aged awkwardness. But how you have fallen in to shit creek with your new movie Date Night, which has been brought to us by the "Shit Creek Canoe Company" aka, Twentieth Century Fox.
This is supposed to be make or break year for Fox's reputation as a studio. The company, as a supplier of quality entertainment, is a joke. An industry wide, Internet acknowledged joke. So in 2010, there were signs that Fox were starting to listen to their critic by hiring better actors, better writers and better directors.
The true test will come in the summer months when Predators, The A-Team and Knight & Day hit, but for now, the signs aren't too promising.
Date Night is an under-written 'comedy' with a dull, generic thriller plot imposed on it. The leads try their damnedest to create giggles (along with Mila Kunis and James Franco in wacky cameos), but it mainly fall flat due to the heavy handedness of Pink Panther director, Shawn Levy. Ladies and gentlemen...you have been full force Fox fucked. Be warned.
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