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Proceeding like a string of bloopers from every recent
blockbuster imaginable, Disaster Movie is a much too agreeable
satire lite, when it should be going more for the cinematic
jugular while dissing the worst of Hollywood fare. Filmmakers
Jason Friedberg and Aaron Seltzer may have reined in the
gross-out considerably since Epic Movie and Meet The Spartans,
but an emphasis on tame and silly comes off more like a
collection of bargain basement SNL skit punchlines.***
That's not to say that there aren't some few and far
between moments of inspired weird humor between long stretches
of lame interludes. But the directors are so overly eager
to please, that the lampoons of movies and reigning celebs
alike keep coming at the audience at such a fast and furious
pace, that it will likely make viewers feel as if they're
participating in a feature length round of constant catchup.
There's also the potential screw-up that unless you're a
hard core movie junkie, the quickie entrances and exits
of key scenes from popular films, will simply fall flat
as audience head-scratchers.***
The clever opening spoof that lags as it fails to follow
through on its initial promise, is the story's setting in
10,0001 BC, get it? The world is reported to about to be
coming to an end, coincidentally on 8/29/08, the same day
Disaster Movie is opening in theaters. After an unpleasant
prehistoric encounter in the wilds with a seriously unfanged
and digestively challenged Amy Winehouse in beehive and
shocking pink (Nicole Parker), Will (Matt Lanter) wakes
up from a bad dream, is dumped by his girlfriend Amy (Vanessa
Minnillo), and ends up at a party that finds itself in the
middle of the movie Cloverfield as asteroids crash land
downtown.***
Will panics and ventures out to hunt down his ex, joined
by Fat Albert look-alike Calvin (G-Thang) a nd his girlfriend
Lisa (Kim Kardashian). And, a tag-along still very pregnant
poor imitation Juno (Crista Flangan) selling her fetus on
E-Bay and lactating spurting breast milk as a deadly weapon
against aliens, when not morphing on occasion into Hannah
Montana.
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Final Words:
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To give away much more of these
wacky proceedings wouldn't necessarily spoil the surprises,
but certainly won't enhance them either. Suffice it to say
that what we have here is not just one, but multiple disaster
movies rolled into one, use your imagination. Along with a
horny Dr. Phil, a molester priest, and Michael Jackson hiding
out in a car trunk with a little boy and a pet chimp for good
measure. |
