ONE OF THE 10 WORST FILMS OF 2004
I was with this film for the first 15 minutes before the depressing
reality that it was nothing but another "slacker Sundance young
director" clone sank in. Zack Braff--from SCRUBS, the only sitcom
that I watch--stars, writes & directs this painfully derrivative
flick about a bunch of aimless & quirky twentysomethings who stumble
aimlessly through life while treachly awful alternative folk music is
strummed & bleated from the soundtrack. Natalie Portman seems to be
channelling her former costar Jar Jar Binks as the most annoying
person in New Jersey (& NJ is a state that produced both Joe Piscopo
& Jon Bon Jovi) while Peter Sarsgaard barely maintains his dignity in
the well worn cliche of the wise, quick witted & jaded loser/stoner.
How many cliches can you jam into one movie? I stopped counting at 18
but that's only because I picked up a magazine & began reading it
during the film's last 10 minutes. I just didn't care anymore what
happend to these cartoon characters & only left the movie on in the
vain hope that there would be another scene with Sarsgaard shirtless
(there wasn't).
Jeezus, didn't they stop making movies like this back in the 1990s?
Unfortunatley this turd got some decent reviews, awards at Sundance &
did OK box office (for an indie) so I guess we can all look forward
to another slew of inoffensive, slice of life, twentysomething,
slacker, disaffected, quirky, smalltown yarns with neo-folkie
alterna "rock" cooing from the soundtrack.
Suddenly an Adam Sandler/Meg Ryan marathon doesn't seem so
unendurable