THE ROCK SINKS
Film Review by Fiore
Upfront, let me reveal I was never a fan of the TV
series BAYWATCH. In my
household, which was, and still is, male dominated, the show was dubbed Boobwatch. We’d stop and eyeball it during channel
surfing if one of the slow-motion boob bouncing scenes were on; but otherwise
ignored the show. Its plots were
predictable, and lame. The acting was
worse. The show offered nothing other
than the bouncing attributes of Pam Anderson, Carmen Electra, Erika Eleniak and
others. I wish I could tell you the
movie is better, but it’s not. In fact,
it’s more insipid.
The opening reel held promise. It was very funny, although quite ribald. For
some unknown reason, screenwriters Damian Shannon and Mark Swift opted to shift
the story to a pathetic drug cartel tune, and then randomly bounce between the
two genres without clout. Further stirring the morass, they mix in trite themes
of perseverance and finding one’s true self and the entire mishmash bubbles
into a mess.
BAYWATCH
stars Dwayne Johnson, Zac Efron, Priyanka Chopra, Alexandra Daddario, Jon Bass,
Kelly Rohrbach and Ilfenesh Hadera.
Having their names associated with this debacle will not be notable on a
resume. While the Rock attempts to
salvage several scenes, this material is too far gone for even his talents.
The story concerns a group of social misfits, who
manage to earn a spot on a lifeguard team.
The team is run by an ex-military psychotic with delusions of grandeur.
He envisions the lifeguards as the rulers of the beach, with over-reaching
authoritative powers. Naturally, they
uncover a true crime that involves corrupt police and city officials and must prevail
over the drug lords and the municipality.
The conflict is superficial, and mindless.
1.1 KEY SCENES TO LOOK FOR:
THE MORGUE
THE TRAPPED PENIS
Let’s take a look at the report card for BAYWATCH
:
1.2 ACTING = D
1.3 CINEMATOGRAPHY = D
1.4 SOUND/MUSIC = C
1.5 EDITING = D
1.6 LIGHTING = C
1.7 SCRIPT = F
1.8 SFX = D
1.9 ACTION = C
Not only does BAYWATCH have nothing of value to
offer, it does so far too long. The film
lags, repeats gags and wanders for thirty minutes more than it needs to, even
for those few who may find value in its offing.
I wish I could tell you something good about this
film, but outside of a few laughs, which occur mostly in the film’s beginning,
it has nothing to offer. Johnson should
hang his head in shame for taking this project.
Perhaps this is why he encouraged his fans to rip his likeness off of
theatre displays and send the selfie to his Instagram page. If Johnson wants to try his hand at comedy
again, he should place a phone call to Kevin Hart.
It didn’t help that the press screening was delayed
nearly an hour, due to technical difficulties with the digital download. There are many films worth the wait, but BAYWATCH
is not one of them. If you buy tickets
for this, don’t say I didn’t warn you. BAYWATCH
is better left for Netflix.
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