The movie is certainly game at prodding as many movies as possible, but any attempt at humor is missed and the movie actually sucks
the comedy out of scenes from movies which were originally funny.
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It's not the most memorable but if you were a fan
of this
comedy starring Favreau and Owen Wilson then the
scene where the grandfather
of the constantly referenced rule book appears and it turns
out to be Ferrell is just too fun.
There is one
scene outside the apartment that feels a little
out of place however, as it perhaps goes a too far into the
comedy vein and temporarily upsets the balance
of the film.
«Get
Out» is not a film that takes breaks for
comedy routines (even if Howery allows a little relief, it's often in the context
of how he's convinced all white people want black sex slaves), keeping us on edge and uncertain from the opening
scene to the final one.
His
scenes detailing documentary filmmaking and some
of the inherent
comedy there is spot on, but there's a vomit sequence that feels
out of a completely different movie.
The
scenes with Andy Serkis, playing a truly evil South African assassin, are fun but he's
out of the movie too swiftly and there isn't enough
of tribal warlord MBaku (Winston Duke), who has an excellent ability to redirect racist stereotypes with
comedy.
Star - writer - director Mike Birbiglia (Trainwreck) shows no mercy in pulling back the curtain on the cutthroat
comedy scene: When Ben Stiller drops by the gang's regular dive bar after taking in their show, these quick - witted adults make fools
out of themselves trying to impress him.
It plays
out far more like the future television series «Barney Miller» than it does MASH, except that the creators
of the mid-70s sitcom at least had the insight to make it primarily a
comedy with occasional bits
of drama, instead
of cramming both together in nearly every
scene.
A five - minute featurette called «Greetings From Bull Mountain» is the standard five - minute B - roll / soft - sell interview errata that features a few additional male buttock shots; «King
of the Mountain» is a two - minute music video that splices action sequences from the film together with bloopers and sets it to music (something resurrected in feature - length form by this year's ESPN's X-movie); and nine chapter - encoded deleted
scenes (blissfully sans commentary and running between fifteen seconds and a minute, each) are essentially long «
comedy» shticks that prove for as bad as
Out Cold was, it could have been even worse.
A horror -
comedy, Get
Out is made up
of scenes that are well - acted, stunning, and just pure pleasure.
From March's battle with a bathroom stall door to the pair's ill - thought -
out disposal
of a corpse, there are some truly fun and memorable
scenes that border on slapstick, and I suppose they're the reason why The Nice Guys is being billed as a
comedy.
-- while
scenes involving grandpa crashing in a closet are straight
out of the TV
comedy playbook.
As with anything on this over-scored series,
comedy sequences are cued by silly pieces
of sporadic score, as if viewers aren't bright enough to figure
out the intended tone
of a
scene.
Tsui sets his avoidance dances in confined spaces (tiny apartments, backstage dressing rooms), but To's are set
out in the open: a fountain in a public park, a street corner, a sidewalk (a similarly choreographed
scene plays
out as well early in Romancing in Thin Air, itself a kind
of compendium
of all
of To's romantic
comedies, where Sammi Cheng and Louis Koo wander outside the grounds
of the hotel, oblivious to each others» presence despite occupying the same film frame).
But director John Landis drifts through the proceedings at the pace
of an injured sloth, rendering bad action
scenes even worse and all but wiping
out any chance
of a snappy
comedy to rival Martin Brest's original.
That said, Denise Di Nova manages to deliver some suspense in some
of the
scenes, but the film can't quite manage to work
out whether it is playing for laughs in terms
of black
comedy, or completely straight.
Josh Brolin is especially hilarious as he plays it straight in dishing
out some
of the
comedy, including acting
out sexual intercourse with his hands in one
scene and eating a bunch
of Doc's drugs in another.
Individual
scenes play deftly enough; the director, Dominic Cooke, is a theater veteran making his feature debut, and he coaxes as much emotional truth
out of this clenched, overdetermined scenario as possible (as well as a certain degree
of cringe - inducing
comedy).
Repeated viewings
of the
comedy — which opens with a
scene in which a deer urinates in Sandler's face, and goes downhill from there — has forced the two to get creative in their weekly ruminations, with segments like «Paddy Schwartz Party Time» (parsing
out moments from the brief appearances by featured player Patrick Schwarzenegger) and «Steve Buscemi Mystery Tour» (in which they attempt to investigate the never - explained injuries sustained by Buscemi's character).
Johansson is horribly
out of place as the hero Annie, and her early
scenes — particularly those requiring physical
comedy — are particularly awful.
In one
of the funniest
scenes in Martin McDonagh's mordant black
comedy, this hard - faced single mother gets
out of her car and beats up two high - school seniors.
Few and far between are the romantic
comedies that play
out quite so naturally, the ones that don't suffer because
of the strict parameters that make up the rom - com blueprint — we're
of course reminded
of those limitations within the final
scene, that grand gesture that just has to happen in front
of as large a crowd as possible.
There's an early
scene involving teeth whitening that incorrectly supposes the sight
of McCarthy's teeth and gums will be funny, and at another point, she's catapulted into a wall by a sofa bed, because random physical
comedy seems to be the movie's go - to mode whenever a
scene or plotline seems to be
out of juice.
The subversive use
of humor feels like a distinguishing touch on its own — who else would have put the obligatory interspecies hang -
out scene in a high - stakes casino straight
out of a 1930s screwball
comedy?
The natural tension that Brice was able to tease
out of a
scene — the inherent discomfort and overarching ambiguity
of character relations — made for a plucky and generously bewitching offering
of horror
comedy.
Part
of what makes I Love You, Man interesting is that it's so almost a canned studio
comedy (the obligatory gross -
out gags, the cheesy orchestral cues) and yet manages to feel fresh and funny in almost every
scene.
Copley has the same ability to land the
comedy bits and still present a fully fleshed -
out character, and some
of the best
scenes in the movie are between the two
of them.
While I liked seeing extended / deleted
scenes and the
out takes which were well worth watching, the stuff involving Kevin Smith, Sean William Scott and their
comedy was not my area
of interest.
And Get
Out is certainly a funny film from time to time, with Whitford and LilRel Howery (playing Chris» TSA agent friend turned audience surrogate turned aggressive
scene stealer) providing the lion's share
of laughs, but the
comedy isn't what sticks long term.
Less a spoof
of vampire flicks than a fish -
out -
of - water romantic
comedy about a Victorian nobleman trying to negotiate the dating
scene of Studio 54 - era Manhattan, this enjoyably silly film is no one's idea
of great cinema, but writer Robert Kaufman's concept
of a vampire being the standard bearer for old - style morality and romance is an inherently funny conceit helped immensely by a straight - faced lead performance by Hamilton.
Giddy with the same spirit
of absurdist self - referentiality, Andrew Disney's daffy new
comedy Balls
Out receives that
scene's lateral pass and runs with the ball.
Rogen and Byrne also attend one
of the frat's early,
out -
of - control parties, which is the opening salvo in what turns
out to be some
of the most elaborately choreographed and beautifully photographed party sequences we've ever seen in a mainstream studio
comedy (their wild night spent drinking their faces off ends in a wonderful
scene reminiscent
of «The Trip,» with Efron and Rogen comparing Batman impressions.)