I came out of the movie theater after watching The Joker with an unshakable feeling that as a culture, we had crossed a line, a tipping point, if you will.
I had also recently watched the coming of age movie The Good Boys, another pile of donkey feces masquerading as cinema. I wrote the following at the beginning of my review of that movie.
"The world is so crazy nowadays that you are made to feel quite priggish for pointing out the flaws of a movie like this, but you
should also feel guiltier if you don't. Moviegoers have gotten quite
used to feeling slimed, so much so, that even though the slime is
always there, we no longer think of it as as a something bad, more
like sunscreen or something.
Hollywood has gotten pretty ingenious over the years in knowing
just how much shit they can put in a milkshake without taking away
A few months later the pandemic occurs. I'm not crazy enough to admit to thinking that there's a causative relationship there. I'll just state that quantum physics is some weird shit and let it go at that.
The Good Boys is a masterpiece of movie making art compared to Addicted to Fresno which could quite possibly be the worst movie ever made. I know that there's a short movie about someone taking a shit out there somewhere, and I'm taking that into account. Cats too.
According to the review site Rotten Tomatoes, a lot of people loved the movie. They claimed to have gotten the jokes even though there were no jokes to speak of just an endless parade of crude, banal blather. You're trying to be too hip for your own good, people. Saying that you get it is not a sign of hipness, it is a cause for concern. Really.
Some critics have praised the acting and even referred to the movie as being somewhat cute. It has some big name stars too. I'll do them all a big favor and not mention their names. One critic stated that the, "Strong lead performances and an energetic supporting cast elevate the uneven material." Uneven material? The script would have been a better if they had lifted one from the worse porno movie ever made.
It is so bad that Andrew Dice Clay would be justified for trashing it for lack of taste. One would have to think that the actors were being paid by having compromising photos destroyed.
The director has a sterling reputation as a TV director. I can't understand why anyone would think that poking fun at Fresno would serve as a good premise for a movie, especially a movie that is clearly more about the moral decadence and corruption of Hollywood. (If you want to argue it is not actually about poking fun at Fresno, explain the title.)
I've always hated the word shit used in a musical lyric. It is such evocative word that does it best work as an adjective, but never as the focus of discussion. I can not figure out why Hollywood has become so obsessed with the pushing of envelopes that they are mining beneath outhouses for new ideas.
I recently read a Saul Bellow quote that referred to the relationship between common sense and good humor by saying, "A sense of humor is just common sense dancing." There's some dancing in this movie but it's got little to do with either humor or common sense.
The Hollywood movie industry is increasingly and unashamedly catering to infantilism. If it continues to seek out that perfect recipe for sweeter tasting feces, it'll need to invest more money in baby wipes, adult diapers, and way stronger antibiotics.
How about a movie based on the Emperor's New Clothes? It could be set in Hollywood and the tailor can be an earnest young exec who tells the hot shot director, "Hey! That script is shit!"
Somebody needs to.