Rachel Getting Married

From the desk of The Movie Snob

Rachel Getting Married (B). This one has been getting rave reviews, but I wasn’t entirely sold. Maybe it’s because the title is so reminiscent of Margot at the Wedding, which starred the incomparable Nicole Kidman. But this one stars Anne Hathaway (Get Smart), who is quite the up and comer. Hathaway plays a gal named Kym, a former drug addict who’s been in and out of rehab for years. As the movie opens, she’s getting out of some rehab facility to attend the wedding of her older sister Rachel (Rosemarie DeWitt, Your Sister’s Sister). This, of course, sets the stage for all sorts of awkward behavior by the self-absorbed Kym. The performances are good, and I guess Hathaway was believable as a former junkie with a tenuous grip on sobriety, but even at less than 2 hours this movie felt a little long to me. Especially the wedding and the after-wedding party, which felt like they were filmed in real time. I’ll be curious to see if Hathaway gets an Oscar nod for her tortured-soul performance. It worked for Angelina Jolie (Girl, Interrupted) way back when.

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Stop Making Sense

DVD Review from That Guy Named David

Stop Making Sense (B+)

For whatever reason, I have seen several music documentaries in the past year or so. I have raved on and on about No Direction Home, director Martin Scorsese’s lengthy documentary about Bob Dylan. This led me to rent Heart of Gold, director Jonathan Demme’s documentary on one concert performed by Neil Young in Nashville (which was horrible, by the way). So, when a friend put in Stop Making Sense, another documentary directed by Demme from the mid-80’s about the Talking Heads, I was a bit skeptical. For those of you unfamiliar with the Talking Heads, they are best known for the songs “Once in a Lifetime,” “Take Me to the River,” and “Burning Down the House,” as well as their unusual antics on stage and in their videos. Well, I must admit having a deeper appreciate for the Talking Heads after watching that video. Granted, the video was playing while we were drinking and playing cards; however, it dominated my attention, and we actually put it in to watch for a second time. I only wish I would have discovered the video while I was in college, but alas…

Neil Young: Heart of Gold; The Break-Up

New reviews from That Guy Named David

Neil Young: Heart of Gold (C)

This was an “intimate musical portrait” of Young produced by famed director Jonathan Demme (Philadelphia, Silence of the Lambs, Caged Heat). In renting this one, I was under the impression it would be similar to No Direction Home, Martin Scorcese’s 2005 documentary on Bob Dylan, which I consider to be one of the best documentaries put out in the last few years. I was mistaken. Heart of Gold is merely a concert film, and not a real good one at that. The film documents a performance by Young at the Ryman Auditorium in Nashville on his Prairie Wind concert tour a few years back. That’s it. That’s everything. And while I enjoy Young’s music (and therefore, didn’t really mind watching the concert), it fell far below my expectations. Perhaps if I had realized I was going to be watching Young sit in one spot on a stage and play the guitar for an hour or so, I would have enjoyed it more. Oh well…

The Break-Up (D)

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Vince Vaughn (Couples Retreat) and Jennifer Aniston (Wanderlust) meet. They move into a condo together. They break-up. They stay living in the same condo and continue to fight. They sell the condo and go their separate ways. The end.

I just saved you $3.50. If it wasn’t for a brief view of Aniston’s butt as she walks naked down a hall, this would get the same grade as Anaconda.