Tuesday, January 13, 2009
After twelve long years, Leonardo DiCaprio and Kate Winslet reunite to slap that sugary taste of romance out of your mouth. What could possibly quell the sadness of watching Jack sink down into the icy depths of the Atlantic ocean? Resurrecting him, washing him ashore and letting him set up shop in suburbia. 20 steamy minutes in the cargo area of the Titanic turns into a 9-month deadline for Jack to abandon his artwork and get a real job. Rose realizes red hair is unbecoming of a housewife and models her 'do after a Palm Olive ad she sees while clipping coupons.
In this 1 hour and 59 minute drama, Sam Mendes explores what pushes a dysfunctional (i.e. American) couple over the edge: Martinis and Shake 'n' Bake. Phone call scenes are inter-spliced with footage of FBI Agent Carl Hanratty from Catch Me If You Can. Because there is no Oscar bait like a sprinkle of Tom Hanks.
"The only thing deeper than Leo DiCaprio's frown line is his pants pocket, which starts at his breastbone and ends at his calves in a method actor's salute to Art Carney."
"Kate Winslet artistically bares all...again."
I can't tell you what else happens in the film because I haven't seen it. I am avoiding it like the plague, because I am getting married in t-minus three months, and I need to believe in love right now. Slumdog Millionaire, however, was excellent.
Two weary and disillusioned thumbs up!
Written by Abbi Crutchfield
Labels: Movie Review-vy