Synopsis
A mother and daughter con team seduce and scam wealthy men.
Pinbot
This was my choice and I knew it was a gamble. I loved this movie back in the day, but I think that might have been due to Jennifer Love Hewitt’s tiny outfits.
They are certainly still impressive, but the the film hasn’t aged very well at all. It felt overlong and badly paced with moments of slow tedium and yet full-on over-the-top farcical comedy which just became annoying and so tiring.
Sigourney can certainly do comedy, but here she just felt like she was trying too hard and in fact all of the cast felt like caricatures rather than actual people. It was just missing piped in canned laughter and applause. I’m sure Jason Lee was wondering what on earth he was doing in it at all.
Like dial-up internet and Limp Bizkit, it is best left back in the early 2000s.
A personal fire device out of ten
Neptune King of the Sea
No offence but this is one of the most worst films I have seen on Flicky Flicks, it’s not even the fault of the actors. The script is lousy, it’s painful to watch (took me 3 attempts), and it just Ill-advised on every level. As I have said the actors try and whilst it seems promising to begin with by the time you get to halfway through you just want putting out of your misey. In short I never want to cross it’s fucking path again. Watch Dirty Rotten Scoundrels instead if you’re after a con film, it’s in a different class.
Rating: Shite
Randar
This is one of those films that I’ve been aware of ever since it was released but I’ve never really had any desire to watch it at any stage. This is mainly due to its premise – mother seduces/marries rich guy, daughter tempts him into cheating, both share substantial divorce payout – which I suspected I would find somewhat annoying. As it turned out, I did, but not as much as I had expected. Ray Liotta is their first target and it works like a dream. Next up they decide to go for Gene Hackman chain-smoking tobacco tycoon and I almost found myself willing them on, mainly so I wouldn’t have to watch the shuffling, coughing oaf any more. I’m a big Hackman fan too, so I guess it’s a testament to his talents that he can make himself so unappealing on screen! Suffice to say, their plan goes astray when he kicks it unexpectedly, but also when bitchy Paige (Hewitt) falls for a guy for real – Jason Lee’s laid back bar owner who’s lucky enough to actually have an appealing character in a film otherwise devoid of them. Of course, Liotta also returns hoping to win back Weaver’s cold seductress, and he’s in full-on Henry Hill mode while he does it (his mannerisms, I mean, not his mob-related tomfoolery). All the stars put in good turns but, although Weaver was supposed to be the focus, the biggest highlight of the film for me was Jennifer Love Hewitt’s boobs. In my defence, this is the first film of hers I’ve seen (somehow) so I haven’t really been exposed to her busty jiggling before, and I can see the appeal! Overall though, the film is… okay I guess. Nothing special, not really memorable (except for aforementioned charms), but not as painful as I’d feared either…
Rating: 5/10
Hipster Ben
I’ve seen worse films in this genre, but a pretty Forgettable film. Written I imagine for date nights and Valentine’s Day cinema visits. Love tale for the ladies and cleavage to keep their partners content for the most part. Jennifer Love Hewitt’s character (I don’t even know what her name was), made her so unattractive, even in her many fantastic (at first), tiny dresses. Weaver should’ve held a flame thrower.
Rating: 5/10