It's repulsive to me when I see singers trying to use their success as an excuse to try acting. It's like they look in the mirror and they see Marlon Brando staring back at them (because we're all drama kings and queens on the inside anyway), and since they have the money and influence, they decide to give acting a shot. So, parts that could have gone to rising stars go to singers with enough star power to attempt a shot at the Hollywood spotlight. A good idea? From what I have seen of singers-turned-actors, with the exception of Will Smith, the late Frank Sinatra, Jon Bon Jovi, and Kevin Max (of dc Talk), no singer has the business of trying to be an actor. Period. Bass and Fatone, AKA "Lance" and "Joey," as they have been dubbed by all the users here writing about how amazing this film is (who, apparently, are on a first-name basis with NSync) fall into that category. Fatone mistakes characterization for making loud, obnoxious fart-noises, and Bass thinks that raising those big, bushy eyebrows and looking wide-eyed substitutes for boyish-charms. No, actually...there's no charm there. It's just boyish, "Lance."
Granted, if the movie had been any good, we could forgive Bass and Fatone's horrid performances (and Richie Sambora for that matter--a brillaint guitarist who needs to stick to the guitar) and focus on the intelligence of the script. Unfortunately, there's nothing here we haven't already seen before. The "keeps missing each other by a split second" plot is played up to the max (and I do mean MAX! Not one cliche is left unturned), as is the "Hey, you're my best friend and you betrayed me by dating my girl!" misunderstanding, which would, I am convinced, never be a subplot in a movie ever again if either party would just stick around and explain themselves. If my negative review isn't clear enough, that doesn't happen in this movie.
It's a sad thing when you can watch a trailer to a film and have the movie figured out, down to the very "t," before you walk into a movie. I'm one of those guys who likes to insist that films aren't cheap entertainment, but rather, an overlooked expression of art. Make a mental note: Anyone who would ever attempt to prove my claim wrong could reference this film, and I would be helpless to reply.
As far as the "chick-flick" genre goes, this one is near the bottom ("Pearl Harbor" being the VERY bottom of the list). As far as movies in general go, this one is beyond the bottom of the list, and is dangling somewhere in "bad-movie" hell, wondering what went wrong. Ironically, the same can be said for NSync's career about now, too.
I can't help it....I'm going to say it...Forgive me, but I cannot resist: To On the Line I say...."BYE BYE BYE!!!!"
Sorry.
1/2 out of ****
Granted, if the movie had been any good, we could forgive Bass and Fatone's horrid performances (and Richie Sambora for that matter--a brillaint guitarist who needs to stick to the guitar) and focus on the intelligence of the script. Unfortunately, there's nothing here we haven't already seen before. The "keeps missing each other by a split second" plot is played up to the max (and I do mean MAX! Not one cliche is left unturned), as is the "Hey, you're my best friend and you betrayed me by dating my girl!" misunderstanding, which would, I am convinced, never be a subplot in a movie ever again if either party would just stick around and explain themselves. If my negative review isn't clear enough, that doesn't happen in this movie.
It's a sad thing when you can watch a trailer to a film and have the movie figured out, down to the very "t," before you walk into a movie. I'm one of those guys who likes to insist that films aren't cheap entertainment, but rather, an overlooked expression of art. Make a mental note: Anyone who would ever attempt to prove my claim wrong could reference this film, and I would be helpless to reply.
As far as the "chick-flick" genre goes, this one is near the bottom ("Pearl Harbor" being the VERY bottom of the list). As far as movies in general go, this one is beyond the bottom of the list, and is dangling somewhere in "bad-movie" hell, wondering what went wrong. Ironically, the same can be said for NSync's career about now, too.
I can't help it....I'm going to say it...Forgive me, but I cannot resist: To On the Line I say...."BYE BYE BYE!!!!"
Sorry.
1/2 out of ****