Full Frontal
is an experimental movie, shot quickly and cheaply, mostly on digital
video and using only natural lighting. The dialog and plot points
are largely improvised. It's supposed to recreate the joy of moviemaking
for its big stars, like Director Steven Soderbergh, and actors Catherine
Keener, David Hyde Pierce, Julia Roberts and Blair Underwood. This
type of filmmaking lets them expose their natural talent and their
real abilities, free of the restraints of the Hollywood machine.
What a bunch
of losers. These are whiny, uncreative and boring assholes. So,
their multi-million dollar jobs are unsatisfying and limiting. Well,
boo-hoo-hoo. So are $5.25 an hour jobs, but you don't see me expecting
moviegoers to pay $8 to hear me whine about it. I'll give it to
you for free. That's the Amerifuckin' way.
When average
folks want a creative outlet, they create ugly Geocities web sites.
"My kitten's great!" and "Our Goddamn son is the
best fucking baby ever." When average people have something
to say, they steer their conversations with the waitresses at Denny's
in that direction.
"Can I
still get the Grand Slam?"
"That's
weekdays only. Did either of you want coffee?"
"Don't
you hate pregnant hippies? Like we want their dirty little offspring
crapping on our lawns too."
Just because
Full Frontal was made cheaply doesn't mean it's cheap to
see. Why did I have to pay full price for a tossed off heap of garbled
crap? It's the ultimate of movie star arrogance to think we should
pay to see them jerking off. Well, actually, I'd pay to see a lot
of celebrities literally jerking off, but I don't make enough money
to waste it watching them figuratively do it. I say that if they
have this huge massive sense of creative unfulfillment, they should
spend some of the millions we give them to fulfill it on their own
time. Or if they're rich but cheap-asses, they can make a Geocities
web site.
I don't remember
the plot exactly. It's a jumble of tedious, overspoken and underwritten
scenes, shot on digital to let us know the actors are slumming it.
Somehow grainy digital video and shitty lighting translates to "honesty"
for Hollywood's elite. Rather than actually slum it, or suffer for
their art, they can just shoot it on digital video. They still go
home to their big houses in their foreign sports cars.
A bunch of disparate
Los Angeles lives are going to collide at the birthday party of
a famous producer. Within this story, and shot on glossy 35 mm film,
is a movie this famous producer made. It's a painfully tedious and
pointless romance between Julia Roberts as a writer and an up-and-coming
actor. The movie-within-the-movie is too shitty and boring to be
a funny satire. It takes up way too much time on screen for us to
ignore it. I have no idea whether it's supposed to be serious or
what the point of it is. All I know is a shitty movie is still a
shitty movie, even if it's wrapped up inside a shittier movie.
Then, there
is a parody. That's the movie being filmed within that movie-within-the-movie?
That one's a parody of an action movie, but it parodies the exact
kind of shit people like Soderbergh, Brad Pitt and Roberts have
taken our money for in the past. Ha ha, yeah, that's really hilarious
that you're now charging us to make fun of the shit you've shoveled
our way before. How clever of you to acknowledge the crap you agree
to appear in at our expense.
The main movie
is about how unhappy all these Hollywood players and fringe characters
are. They all improvise dialog about how miserable they are, and
it's stunningly banal, but with stuttering to let us know it's "real.".
The actors in Full Frontal all felt they were creatively
stifled by Hollywood, and yet when they open their mouths it's like
a fat gassy man: a lot of stinky noise without saying anything.
Fuck yeah! Hollywood's right. Stifle the dullards.
Movie stars
have money coming out their asses because we pay them to help us
escape and forget about our every day life. Movies when done right,
plop us down into other worlds and other adventures, far removed
from our shitty lives and jobs, or lack thereof. Full Frontal
wants us to pay to hear fabulously wealthy celebrities piss and
moan that they're lives are pathetic and pointless too. They always
say their lives are boring in celebrity interviews, but in a disingenuous
way. They say it while secretly believing they're fabulous. Now,
we learn, they really are a bunching of boring asses, but they can't
even see that fact beyond their publicists, sycophants and hangers-on.
And really,
if all these big celebrities want to get honest and tell us how
Hollywood works, why don't they tell us their own stories? I mean,
why change the names and thinly veil it all if what you're trying
to do is get at truth? All the shitty lighting, bad sound and grainy
footage can't hide a fraud. One Finger for Full Frontal.
What a turd. Next time, kids, make a site at GeoCities and save
us all the trouble.
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