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Movie Review: Momma's Man Alternate Title: Lethal Projection
Story: Cut to the chase - I
hated this film. I hated the story. I hated the pacing. I hated the
characters. I hated the set. The only thing I liked was the cat and
the fact that the film eventually ended. Written and directed by Azazel Jacobs
it is the story of a man who refuses to grow up and accept his responsibilities.
No, not in a cute, Peter Pan-ish way either. He visits his parents'
cluttered, claustrophobic loft in NYC where he grew up and does not
want to return to his wife and baby daughter in California. He uses
excuse after excuse to stay in the nest of his youth. He rifles through
his old toys, old letters and old baggage while his artsy parents indulge
his obvious juvenile behavior. Director Jacobs uses his own parents and the
loft he grew up in to tell this story. The critics adored this tale
of depression and ennui. I wanted to face slap this indulgent young
man and kick him the hell off of the screen. Watch the trailer to see the loft, the cat and
the characters: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1q7fTxeZgVU
Acting: Matt Boren as Mikey actually was fine in
this role. I just hated the character. Artist Flo Jacobs
as Mom, was fine as the indulgent, always protective one. Avant garde
film maker, Ken Jacobs as Dad made me want to take
a nap.
Trivia: During the of this film, I created my own
plot development to move the story along. I enriched my sister's movie
experience in suggesting that the Momma's Man could die in
a fall down his stairs, burn alive in a massive fire in the cluttered
loft, cut his throat while shaving, drown in self pity or die in an
airplane crash if he ever boarded the plane to go home.
Predilection: None
Critters: A sweet cat.
Food: Pasta, pasta and more pasta.
Sex Spectrum: If there was any sex it would have implied
action in the plot.
Blatant Product Placement: Welch's Grape Juice
Soundtrack: I was groaning so loud I do not remember
the music.
Opening Titles: Don't remember
Visual Art: The downtown loft was so cluttered I
could not get the Collier Brothers out of my mind.
Theater Audience: About 15 other coma-like viewers.
Weather: It was winter in NYC
Sappy Factor: 0
Quirky Meter: 0
Squirm Scale: Groan scale would be a better category
for this one.
Drift Factor: I planned the rest of 2008 while watching
this crap.
Predictability Level: I did not care
Tissue Usage: 0
Oscar Worthy: Ha
Big Screen or Rental: Neither
Length: 90 long long minutes
LOBO HOWLS: 1 (for the cat) |