Legally Blonde 2: Red, White & Blonde.

Review #1861: Legally Blonde 2: Red, White & Blonde.

Cast: 

Reese Witherspoon (Elle Woods), Sally Field (Victoria Rudd), Regina King (Grace Rossiter), Jennifer Coolidge (Paulette Bonafonté), Luke Wilson (Emmett Richmond), Bob Newhart (Sid Post), Bruce McGill (Stan Marks), Dana Ivey (Libby Hauser), Jessica Cauffiel (Margot Chapman), with Moonie the Dog (Bruiser), and Alanna Ubach (Serena McGuire) Directed by Charles Herman-Wurmfeld.

Review: 

I'm sure you remember Legally Blonde (2001), the movie that dealt with forging a path for oneself with confidence that was pitched at one point as "Clueless meets The Paper Chase", based on the material of the same name by Amanda Brown. It was a feel-good movie that Robert Luketic directed as the feel-good legal hit of its time. Or something like that, because I remember it surely could have reached further in the departments of humor and legal mumbo-jumbo besides what it did. Yea, subverting the expectations of a perpetually smiling lawyer that bounces off snide comments as it was just another sunny day in lawyer land. It was more interesting in the small attempts at awareness rather than its goofy hand at comedy. The less you predict, the better it went. Herman-Wurmfeld is probably best known for this film alone, despite the fact that this was his third feature film (Kissing Jessica Stein (2001) had attracted attention on the indie circuit). Kate Kondell served as the screenwriter.

It is evident that someone watched Mr. Smith Goes to Washington (1939) and thought, hey I can do a movie kind of like that, complete with cribbing footage from it too. But this movie has an idealism about it that manages to come off as the equivalent of too much cotton candy at the fair that only leads to simple vomit. It is a movie that seems to have been nicked and tucked in re-writes to where one would hope it is taken out to pasture with the mix of sitcom lines and characters to go with. absolute zero meaningful drama. Taking something like the issue of animal testing and making one bored to tears is quite the achievement in dubiousness. It begs for a cynical hand at the wheel to deal with politics or some sort of inspiration beyond cribbing dynamics from the first film in being yet another fish out of water story. Beyond (million dog) marches and congressmen changing their mind on things because their dog is gay, one simply finds themselves wishing these scenarios were, well, funny. Witherspoon fares the best out of everyone in the same way that a shirt with a dirty spot looks cleaner when washed but doesn't really get rid of the spot. The cheery disposition presented here only works to the fishbowl level of sitcom times here, where one would rather see more scenes between her and Wilson because of the interesting dynamic between sunny charm and a dry Wilson. Sally Field (accompanied by a goofy wig) seems lost with material that has her say at one point "don't worry Bob, I'll get her ... and her little dog too." At least the secret adversary mentor in the first film was suitable for what was needed. Here, she seems there more for name recognition and a nice check rather than something useable. King plays the snooty foil that was already done before in the first film, and it is evident that nothing really changes for the better beyond what you already know what is going to happen in bla-bla land that King can't elevate too much. Newhart as a doorman with key knowledge to help Witherspoon in the ways of politicking sounds like the lead to a joke, but this is one is at the expense of the audience who find themselves rolling their eyes at whatever paycheck was used to waste his time here. McGill is nice and dandy in the easy cliche role, one that might have been a better fit for the second lead role rather than Field in terms of smarminess...instead he gets to play a guy swayed in protecting dogs from getting animal tested because damn it he loves his gay big dog. As a whole, the original movie has been dissected and had some of its aspects repeated here within a fish-out-of-water story where the lead gradually wins the respect of her peers with her can-do attitude to adapting to the environment that uses her know-how (i.e. fashion sense) to get what she aims to do before giving a speech at the end while everything goes exactly right for her. It is the equivalent of chewing gum for 95 minutes, where one will find a bit of sweet release on two points: the one moment where chewing it is cool, and the moment when you finally decide enough is enough and spit it out. Folks big on the original might find something okay with this one, but others would do better to look elsewhere.

Overall, I give it 6 out of 10 stars.

Dirty Rotten Scoundrels.

Review #1489: Dirty Rotten Scoundrels.

Cast:
Steve Martin (Freddy Benson), Michael Caine (Lawrence Jamieson), Glenne Headly (Janet Colgate), Anton Rodgers (Inspector Andre), Barbara Harris (Fanny Eubanks), Ian McDiarmid (Arthur), Dana Ivey (Mrs. Reed), and Meagen Fay (Miss Trumble) Directed by Frank Oz (#521 - The Muppets Take Manhattan, #795 - Bowfinger, #1468 - The Dark Crystal, and #1482 - Little Shop of Horrors)

Review: 
"The greatest thing you can do is surprise yourself."
"I love comedy. I love to make people laugh. If I hadn't been an actor, or an architect, which I really wanted to be, I'd have been a stand-up comic."

To have a good duo film, you need a good pairing to begin with, particularly when it comes to a comedy since pairings really happen only once and just that nowadays. Steve Martin, for example, was a fairly established comedy star at the time, having gone from television writing (such as The Smothers Brothers Comedy Hour) to stand-up (defined by self-referential riffs alongside banjo playing) and television work to eventually starring in his own films with The Jerk (1979). As for Michael Caine, he had done over a decade of work in films and television before coming to prominence in the late 1960s that included films such as The Ipcress File (1965) and The Italian Job (1969) that has continued with starring and character roles for over five decades. It is a remake of the 1964 film Bedtime Story, which had starred Marlon Brando and David Niven that had been written by Stanley Shapiro and Paul Henning. This time the two wrote the screenplay with Dale Launer. There were a few changes made while keeping the basic core of two con artists that bump into each other in the French Riveria that goes from apprenticeship to contest, most notably with the resolution (which had originally ended with one of the cons turning good and romancing the one being played...so I suppose that makes sense). This would serve the basis for a musical of the same name in 2004 (featuring John Lithgow) and another remake of the material was done in The Hustle (2019).

However one views the material, this is a fairly well-paired film. It makes for a good natured time with its balanced pair of timing and zippy lines in a relaxed setting that allows for chemistry between its actors without smothering them in complications. With a run-time of 110 minutes, the film runs fairly well for itself in staging amusing situations and bits for Caine and Martin to run free with (of sorts) making general humor that is fairly cheerful in making a decent setup. Martin is quite enjoyable here, jumping at the chance of playing off Caine with enthusiastic contrast that leads to quite a handful of moments to look upon him and laugh, whether that involves him struggling for a name or trying to scare off someone for an act (including a corked fork). Caine proves just as handy for generating snappy charisma and quick chemistry with Martin that does manners on the fly that seems fairly effortless, whether to ladies or gentlemen. Headly makes for a fair foil between the two, not quite too assuming nor too much of a mark to forget in the background, particularly for the last scene together. In general, if you like the movie enough, the last scene helps seal the deal in a charmer (if not however, welp). The supporting cast is a mix of dupers and dupes that do just fine, such as a subtle Rodgers. What we have here is a clever game of tricks and humor that generally work out well in pace and buildup with two likable scoundrels that maneuver gags with reasonable timing that seems well-suited for its era as a fine time for all and a fair piece for both Martin and Caine to have fun with along with a good show for Oz as well.

Overall, I give it 8 out of 10 stars.