whoah calm down (someone isnt a fan)
first off, this is getting GREAT reviews (theres been only one truly negative review), scoring an 8.4 on imdb, and a 75% positive on rotten tomatoes. the flick is tracking well w/people and in theaters people bust up during the ad (i saw packed screenings of MY BEST FRIENDS GIRL, SEX DRIVE, a half full screening of CHOKE and they all had the trailer and all had good reactions and lotsa laughter at the "STAR ****ES" and PARIS HILTONS LEGALLY ******ED bits)... im just saying... lookin at the signs itll do good, not poorly. plus it has the biggest star (at the moment) as its lead.
Yeah, Geez, jamie, I thought you liked Routh. How things change.
Another great review:
Finally, porn with substance
JOHN RANIC - Senior Arts Editor
Right after Jay and Silent Bob struck back, Kevin Smith's proverbial balls fell off. Seeing the biggest, sloppiest and most blatantly vulgar fanboy director in our View Askewniverse write and direct
Jersey Girl, act in the cringe worthy estro-fest that was
Catch and Release and force out the relatively unfulfilling
Clerks II was disheartening, to say the least.
Hopes of ever seeing another
Mallrats,
Chasing Amy, or even
Dogma were buried under a forlorn trench coat and long black wig. But if Aaron Eckhart's Harvey Dent taught us anything, it's that the night is darkest before the dawn.
So let it be known, Kevin Smith is back.
The great thing about Smith is that he writes screenplays exactly the way people think and talk, specifically on the male front. His dialogue and choice topics are every bit as crude and vulgarity-plagued as everyday conversation. Seriously, what other mainstream director has donated a significant allotment of time and back-story in each of his movies to snowballing, donkey shows and semen?
With that being said, it only makes sense that his latest endeavor gives in completely to a topic that every other Smith brainchild has gone out of its way to mention in explicitly crude hilarity- pornography.
Zack and Miri Make a Porno is every bit as self explanatory and enticing as it seems-- just ask Harvey Weinstein, who made it the first film in the history of Miramax to be green-lit by the title alone. Centering around lifelong friends and housemates Zack and Miri, played by Seth Rogen (
Pineapple Express) and Elizabeth Banks (
W.) respectively, the film examines what an open mind will do when it hits rock bottom and the inevitable toll friendship takes when a new level is penetrated.
As everything that's physically possible goes wrong in Zack and Miri's lives, the pair is left destitute and without power in their mid-winter Pittsburgh home, with little hope or choice on how to turn things around. After a fateful cell phone recording of Miri changing in the back of the Starbucks-esque coffee house that Zack baristas for, Miri becomes an Internet sensation known solely as "Granny Panties." Taking the new found e-fame and running with it, Zack proposes that he and Miri make and release a movie-themed porno to solve their financial woes. And so it begins.
As shocking as it is genuine, the chemistry between Rogen and Banks carries the film. Rogen's lovable loser persona is back yet again in a role specifically written for him, yet he somehow manages to avoid the rank reek of staleness, offering a bit more depth than you'd expect out of the Canadian wildebeest.
Banks brings a naive beauty and quirky humor that's pretty much non-existent in today's movie scene. Watching the two fight, tease and, go figure, fall in love is an absolute pleasure. Here Smith excels, creating a completely believable relationship that you'll find yourself rooting for, where in other hands might seem completely farfetched.
Like the other Smith films we've grown to know, love and quote, his cast of ragtag supporting actors is nothing short of flawless. Craig Robinson (
Pineapple Express) delivers the funniest performance of his budding career as Zack's coworker and snarky one-man punchline that just wants to see some breasts. His hide-and-cower relationship with his wife is wildly entertaining. His acknowledgement of his token status and willingness to roll with it is hysterical. Imagine Carlton Banks and Martin Lawrence, ala
Martin, snuggled up in a
Star Wars sleeping bag zipped up by Smith.
Smith faithfuls Jason Mewes (
Netherbeast Incorporated) and Jeff Anderson (
Clerks II) are also on board, bringing the vulgar sarcasm they've become synonymous with. Acting alongside Mewes and Anderson are porn veterans Katie Morgan and Traci Lords, bringing credibility and a hint of enticing sleaze to the fictional porn set and film itself.
Rounding out the exquisite support are Justin Long (
Just Add Water) and
Superman himself, Brandon Routh. Long's gravel-voiced, slick-backed, all-male porn thespian is completely over-the-top and vastly entertaining. Routh's appearance is unexpected to say the least, adding volumes to a film hearty in depth.
Smith's writing is smart, unabashedly vulgar and hilarious throughout, as the film seamlessly trounces through absurdity and the uncomfortable bite of reality. Never lagging in laughs or enjoyment, the distinctive filmmaker has created the first memorable movie outside of his View Askewniverse and dares the weary to question his edginess again.
Zack and Miri is sticky sweet, raunchy raucous fun. Albeit a film about pornography, odds are you'll leave with a sore jaw and smile on your face, among other things. Just make sure you watch the pull out.
http://spectrum.buffalo.edu/article.php?id=37710