This film is all over the place whether dealing with a drug cartel, earthquakes hitting Los Angeles and thd scheme of a power company trying to take over the power source of the area. It's one of the most preposterous ideas I've seen on film in a long time, and to read other reviews that have the same incenses must mean something. It's also audacious, terribly funny (unintentionally of course), pretentiously certain that it is smarter than its audience, and one of the most dreadfully acted films I've seen in the millennium.
Alison Eastwood gets the award for worst acting in the first 25 years of the millennium, dead pan to the extreme of where you want to shake her to make sure she's alive, and "Welcome Back Kotter's" Marcia Strassman gets the award for the funniest eye rolling performance where you know she's looking at the camera thinking "Why am I doing this?". Dylan Walsh at least is attempting to give a performance as a journalist covering all these stories and more, dodging bullets, shaking buildings and overly officious security guards.
I just found every element of this film to be cartoonish and unbelievable, and after a while, I was hoping that Boris and Natasha would pop up in animated form because it's just that hokey. But it is one of those films that just gets progressively worse to the point where you can't tune away because you know that you may never see anything this insipid again. The dialogue is some of the most laughably bad, with the villains so cliched that you know you'll have to stick around to see how they meet their end. I usually tune out about an hour into really bad movies, but this one was an exception.
Alison Eastwood gets the award for worst acting in the first 25 years of the millennium, dead pan to the extreme of where you want to shake her to make sure she's alive, and "Welcome Back Kotter's" Marcia Strassman gets the award for the funniest eye rolling performance where you know she's looking at the camera thinking "Why am I doing this?". Dylan Walsh at least is attempting to give a performance as a journalist covering all these stories and more, dodging bullets, shaking buildings and overly officious security guards.
I just found every element of this film to be cartoonish and unbelievable, and after a while, I was hoping that Boris and Natasha would pop up in animated form because it's just that hokey. But it is one of those films that just gets progressively worse to the point where you can't tune away because you know that you may never see anything this insipid again. The dialogue is some of the most laughably bad, with the villains so cliched that you know you'll have to stick around to see how they meet their end. I usually tune out about an hour into really bad movies, but this one was an exception.