Adams Movie Reviews

I have read several plot analysis written by the "pros" and they seem to be all wrong. There is no terrorist on the plane. The story is about a letter that is found in the first class airport lounge after an international flight has taken off. The letter states that there will be murders before the flight lands. The best part is the "WHO IS THE KILLER" set-up. Farrah is in one of her first roles and just as lovely as ever. Adam Brooks talent was not shown enough.

I have read several plot analysis written by the "pros" and they seem to be all wrong. There is no terrorist on the plane. The story is about a letter that is found in the first class airport lounge after an international flight has taken off. The letter states that there will be murders before the flight lands. The best part is the "WHO IS THE KILLER" set-up. Farrah is in one of her first roles and just as lovely as ever. Adam Brooks talent was not shown enough.

I hope Rocco will forgive me for this, but...

OK, so the movie itself is not exactly stunning... Fairly predictable plot, low budget obviously showing. Again, not a particularly stunning movie, UNTIL you watch the "Making of" bit.

Suddenly the movie IS stunning - in an amazing way - when you see what they ALL went through to make it happen. This DVD is worth buying or renting if only to watch the "Making Of." These guys are all things to all actors. Film Crew members doubling as hair stylists, producer/director doubling as stunt men (and WHAT stunts they are!!), actor's first time equine experience being a high speed horse chase, pyro-techs raiding their dads christmas tree light collections. What other movie have you seen where the film crew borrows a neighborhood horse and paints it black, shoots the cop chase scenes with a cop car chasing a guy on a bicycle through downtown and then runs like hell before the REAL cops show up, has to replace horses because after a few days on the set they learn what the word ACTION means and they start freaking out during the scene, and the stunt men crash cars with only pillows tied to their chests and the directors coat put on backwards, and oh yeah, films river rapids swim shots in JANUARY in Idaho!

The director is arrested and jailed for speeding in some small town he can't even remember, and is bailed out buy some guy who bails him in exchange for putting his son on the production crew.

These guys are an absolute RIOT!

This is definately worth a look just for the Making Of. These guys have made a film they will ALL remember as fondly as marines do of their boot camp days.

One other comment: I'm really not sure why this movie is rated R. It looks like it could pass for PG-13. perhaps it is the racial tension and use of the "n" word.

Not at all offensive, really, and I plan to let my younger teen kids watch the movie.

Although a little slow in some of the opening scenes, this is an excellent movie for its day.

The story revolves around a girl's school where a strange club has arisen. Some girls wear small teddy bears pinned to their uniforms. This is a secret badge to show that they have lost their virginity. One of these girls, Linda, has also gotten pregnant and is central to the story.

As this film takes place at the start of the Sixties, these events are shocking. Linda spends much of the time worrying about what will happen to her and even looks into having an abortion (still illegal).

But the true strength of the film occurs near the end when a sympathetic teacher addresses the school board. This scene shows how society and its effects are changing (especially through the use of television) and how young people are now more confused than in previous generations. It also shows how the established order wishes to ignore the problem. Very powerful.

The DVD packaging can make one expect this to be a sexploitation film. It is not. Nor is it erotic. It is almost a training film, but better than that. It very nicely shows a troublesome period of history that is not usually shown.

This is not for everyone. You have to apreciate very realistic, slow movies. If you do, I can't think of a better movie. Such a breath of fresh air after watching hollywood movies all the time with underdeveloped characters and stupid plot lines. Whether you like it or not, it's a great movie, but some people defintely will not enjoy it if they're looking for a normal movie.

One of the most intelligent films of recent years to examine the question of justice. It's also a set up. The "bad guys" - a mother who is a music teacher, a father who is a doctor - have one son, talented, extremely handsome, who is likely to be an architect (what else?) but indulged by the couple to the extent that his "summer fling" of sleeping with a single mother of two (who happens to be the estranged partner of the son of the richest man in town) is accepted with equanimity (at least without complaint) by them. The mother allows a worrying frown to cross her brow, the father is just VERY understanding and non-judgemental. The "good guy", who is (perhaps understandably) left by the single mother (Marissa Tomei), is thought by all to be a thoroughly unpleasant, spoilt, roue who has been known to resort to domestic violence to get his way with Ms Tomei. I say "bad guys" because the couple want and exact revenge for the loss of their son (accidentally? shot by the "good guy".) I say "good guy" because he is the one abandoned, who sees his ex-partner and their children openly enjoying the hospitality and friendship of the parents of his younger rival, and is murdered by the doctor - and it's a murder conducted in a pre-meditated, calculating, planned and carefully executed way. So that's the "set up". One of course is meant to sympathise with the middle class couple and despise the rich guy's son and cuckold and cheer when he "gets it". When we do, if we do, then we are complicit in seeking to act outside the justice system, and by extension, support those who do. There is not a false note of acting in this work and it provides a thought provoking meditation on revenge and justice. To revisit and ponder.

What an incredible accomplishment. And what I found out after watching this amazing movie was the director is new to directing and that this was his first film. I was shocked, utterly and completely shocked. You know why? Because this film knocked the socks off of me and proved itself to be one of those movies that stays with you for years after seeing it! It was so unbelievably good. Don't listen to people who say that the script lacks and that the acting lacks because that is all a lie.

First of all, this is the *best picture of 2001*, and it should have won Best Picture. This movie is exciting, well-acted, well-written, well everything! It is a flawless indie in all respects.

And the acting alone was the best in 2001. Sissy Spacek and Tom Wilkinson performed a tango of fights, glances and dark conversations that molded the movie into perfect form. And Marisa Tomei (who proved herself to me here) leaves you with that feeling of "when is she going to come back?" and "I want her to feel better!" She creates a character that is so lovable and dark and torn that you find yourself caring for her all the time, despite anything that she's done. If it were just another actress playing this role, then the film wouldn't have been the same. Tomei was definately the greatest part.

Just a quick review of the synopsis: Tomei starts dating the eight-years-younger son (a powerful-with-subtlety Nick Stahl) of Sissy Spacek and Tom Wilkinson. But Tomei's ex-husband can't accept that they aren't married any longer. So jealousy takes hold, and so does revenge, and so does anger. And the consequences of these emotions start to overload and develop into a tragedy about a family gone wrong. But who's to blame?

Okay, I do have one or two disclaimers. First of all, the name "In the Bedroom" (for all of you concerned parents out there) has absolutely nothing to do with sex! This movie is rated R for violence and a scene of bad language, NOT SEX! In the bedroom is a saying equivelent to "three's a crowd," which is the theme of the film. And yes, this movie, I admit, may be boring to some. But remember, the excitement is mostly projected from the pace of the film, the well-portrayed emotions of the actors and the one or two events that get this movie going (which can be another disclaimer to some). And I know those three reasons sound subtle and superfluous. But trust me, it will take your breath away. This film was amazing!

Bottom Line: The best film of 2001 with the best acting, writing and overall...best-ness (?). (I give it an A+)

Christopher Lee is the Madman....Tatoo is the midget madman assistant....cool film....but not the best in the series.....nice locals.....Rodger Moore looks bored in this movie.....Christopher Lee is fantastic.....love that golden gun!

Bond acted as would be expected in the prediciments that face him, but still, the movie just has a odd plot. It is deffinately worth seeing, though, and expecially if you watch Bond films for the explosion stuff. Nick-nack makes the movie fun, while the villian, who is supposed to be really terrible, is actually rather unconvincing.

This film is not as bad as you may have heard. It does have some black eyes, namely The re-appearance of Sherriff Pepper. The film does ave a great blend of humor/action/drama. Christopher Lee makes a great villain, Roger Moore seems more like Bond. The Bond Girl, Goodnight is not as bad as some other reviewers make her out to be, watch A View To a Kill and The World is not Enough if you want to see worse Bond girls. She is at least competent despite getting in Bond's way thru out most of the film. This movie will keep your attention thru the whole film and when it is done you too will also think it was one of the better ones in the series.

I liked Austin Powers I and II but this third one is a total bummer. This movie was made simply to put Hollywood's big shot celebrities and MTV pop culture up on a pedestal. Many of the big shot names made brief and absolutely pointless appearances. Second of all, it doesn't continue off as a sequel to the last movie the way Austin Powers II did. Whatever became of his girlfriend/sidekick (played by Heather Graham) from the last Austin Powers movie? That's a total mystery.
Perhaps a couple of scenes (not too many at all) are funny, but the story line just has no point to it. It becomes very difficult to keep up with because they keep taking time out to throw in these unnecessary scenes featuring famous celebrities, which becomes just plain annoying after a while.
Last, but not least, not only is Beyonce Knowles a bad actress, but she also makes for a poor sidekick for Austin. Her good-girl professional image is not Austin Powers material. What were they thinking??? C'mon folks, Austin Powers is supposed to be the man! He always gets the girl in the end. What happened here??? He had a sexy, attractive woman like Beyonce Knowles next to him and he was scared to even try anything! Did Austin lose his mojo or what? WHATEVER???
If you wan't real hilarious, tongue in cheek Austin Powers, I recommend getting the first and second of the series. This one, you can skip.

Time travel is becoming something of a fall-back gag for Austin Powers. In 1999's The Spy Who Shagged Me, the always funky "International Man of Mystery" traveled back to the 1960s to save the world and recover his stolen "mojo." In Goldmember (do I need to take the time to point out this franchise's gleeful abuse of James Bond titles?), Austin utilizes a time travel-enhanced Caddy to bounce his way back to 1975. Once there, he reunites with an old flame (Foxxy Cleopatra, played by Beyoncé Knowles of the R&B trio Destiny's Child), chases after the diabolical Dutchman Goldmember (who is so obsessed with the glittering metal that he has replaced his genitals with a golden key), and of course, saves the world. Goldmember is intent on destroying the earth by diverting a huge golden asteroid into our planet's path. Austin Powers is determined to stop him. Along the way, Austin meets up with his father, Nigel, unearths the mysteries of his youth, and battles the infamous Dr. Evil and his clone, Mini-Me, who have predictably sided with Goldmember. Or have they? [Insert maniacal laugh here.] "We felt Austin Powers 1 was a TV experience," star Mike Myers told Entertainment Weekly. "The Spy Who Shagged Me was the film version of the TV experience, and that we wanted to make the Godfather II of broad comedy sequels in Goldmember."

There are a lot of dull, stupid, lifelessly crass movies being made these days. Austin Powers in Goldmember is not one of them. Is it crasser than even the first two Austin Powers flicks? Yep. Is it stuck in a groovy groove and incapable of dumping the disco theme for fresh scenery? Absolutely. But is it dull, stupid and lifeless? No way, baby! Goldmember is slickly produced, creatively conceived, and riotously acted (Mike Myers' versatility and talent are undeniable). It excels when it spews out spoofs and social satire (everything from old movie musicals to rap videos are hilariously tweaked). And it confidently reels in audiences, holding them firmly in the palm of its hand. At the packed screening I attended, moviegoers laughed, roared, sighed and tittered right on cue-every time there was a cue. From the elderly couple sitting a few rows above me, to the 11-year-old boy two seats to my right, they loved every minute.

And now I'm going to slam the door on all those kudos. Mike Myers seems determined to use his ferocious talent to push fans down rather than lift them up. And we as a movie-loving culture are all but begging him to do it. After all, we're the ones sitting in semi-dark theaters laughing ourselves silly. "Once upon my time," writes Time magazine editorialist Richard Corliss, "dirty jokes were passed from older child to younger like sacred texts from the Gnostic Bible. They had the frisson of the forbidden. Now they are the official culture, imposed by film stars, sanctioned by a PG rating." Put bluntly, Goldmember pushes the PG-13 boundary harder than any film I can think of. But it does it so artfully that millions of laugh-starved families will feel that it's okay not to notice. The entertainment emperor has truly shed his clothes.

"I have a Dutch accent - isn't that weird" - asks the newest character in Austin Powers, the Goldmember played by Myers himself. WOW. This man is so funny. I don't know where does he come up with funny material like that.
You must see the Japanese twins and definitely you must learn their names.
You must see Beyonce as an actor, she's wonderful and who would want to miss Fat Bastards when he's not fat anymore.
Gosh no matter how bored or sad you are - this movie will make you laugh out loud over and over again.

I liked Austin Powers I and II but this third one is a total bummer. This movie was made simply to put Hollywood's big shot celebrities and MTV pop culture up on a pedestal. Many of the big shot names made brief and absolutely pointless appearances. Second of all, it doesn't continue off as a sequel to the last movie the way Austin Powers II did. Whatever became of his girlfriend/sidekick (played by Heather Graham) from the last Austin Powers movie? That's a total mystery.
Perhaps a couple of scenes (not too many at all) are funny, but the story line just has no point to it. It becomes very difficult to keep up with because they keep taking time out to throw in these unnecessary scenes featuring famous celebrities, which becomes just plain annoying after a while.
Last, but not least, not only is Beyonce Knowles a bad actress, but she also makes for a poor sidekick for Austin. Her good-girl professional image is not Austin Powers material. What were they thinking??? C'mon folks, Austin Powers is supposed to be the man! He always gets the girl in the end. What happened here??? He had a sexy, attractive woman like Beyonce Knowles next to him and he was scared to even try anything! Did Austin lose his mojo or what? WHATEVER???
If you wan't real hilarious, tongue in cheek Austin Powers, I recommend getting the first and second of the series. This one, you can skip.

Time travel is becoming something of a fall-back gag for Austin Powers. In 1999's The Spy Who Shagged Me, the always funky "International Man of Mystery" traveled back to the 1960s to save the world and recover his stolen "mojo." In Goldmember (do I need to take the time to point out this franchise's gleeful abuse of James Bond titles?), Austin utilizes a time travel-enhanced Caddy to bounce his way back to 1975. Once there, he reunites with an old flame (Foxxy Cleopatra, played by Beyoncé Knowles of the R&B trio Destiny's Child), chases after the diabolical Dutchman Goldmember (who is so obsessed with the glittering metal that he has replaced his genitals with a golden key), and of course, saves the world. Goldmember is intent on destroying the earth by diverting a huge golden asteroid into our planet's path. Austin Powers is determined to stop him. Along the way, Austin meets up with his father, Nigel, unearths the mysteries of his youth, and battles the infamous Dr. Evil and his clone, Mini-Me, who have predictably sided with Goldmember. Or have they? [Insert maniacal laugh here.] "We felt Austin Powers 1 was a TV experience," star Mike Myers told Entertainment Weekly. "The Spy Who Shagged Me was the film version of the TV experience, and that we wanted to make the Godfather II of broad comedy sequels in Goldmember."

There are a lot of dull, stupid, lifelessly crass movies being made these days. Austin Powers in Goldmember is not one of them. Is it crasser than even the first two Austin Powers flicks? Yep. Is it stuck in a groovy groove and incapable of dumping the disco theme for fresh scenery? Absolutely. But is it dull, stupid and lifeless? No way, baby! Goldmember is slickly produced, creatively conceived, and riotously acted (Mike Myers' versatility and talent are undeniable). It excels when it spews out spoofs and social satire (everything from old movie musicals to rap videos are hilariously tweaked). And it confidently reels in audiences, holding them firmly in the palm of its hand. At the packed screening I attended, moviegoers laughed, roared, sighed and tittered right on cue-every time there was a cue. From the elderly couple sitting a few rows above me, to the 11-year-old boy two seats to my right, they loved every minute.

And now I'm going to slam the door on all those kudos. Mike Myers seems determined to use his ferocious talent to push fans down rather than lift them up. And we as a movie-loving culture are all but begging him to do it. After all, we're the ones sitting in semi-dark theaters laughing ourselves silly. "Once upon my time," writes Time magazine editorialist Richard Corliss, "dirty jokes were passed from older child to younger like sacred texts from the Gnostic Bible. They had the frisson of the forbidden. Now they are the official culture, imposed by film stars, sanctioned by a PG rating." Put bluntly, Goldmember pushes the PG-13 boundary harder than any film I can think of. But it does it so artfully that millions of laugh-starved families will feel that it's okay not to notice. The entertainment emperor has truly shed his clothes.

"I have a Dutch accent - isn't that weird" - asks the newest character in Austin Powers, the Goldmember played by Myers himself. WOW. This man is so funny. I don't know where does he come up with funny material like that.
You must see the Japanese twins and definitely you must learn their names.
You must see Beyonce as an actor, she's wonderful and who would want to miss Fat Bastards when he's not fat anymore.
Gosh no matter how bored or sad you are - this movie will make you laugh out loud over and over again.

this is stupid and gross and nothing works in this movie. horrible I will say and BIl Murray is wasted as the man who Osmosis Jones and Drexel are in. maybe a little bit for kids but this one is so bad I had to keep my head from stop spinning it was so dumb and so is the end. from the Farrelly brothers and the guys from Space Jam. they couldve done a much better job. Chris Rock, Laurence Fishburne, David Hyde Pierce, Kid Rock, Brandy and William Shatner do voices. Molly Shannon and Chris Elliott also star as well.

At our house we try once a weekend to grab a video, make some kid-friendly food and have a movie night. This movie even put my 7 year old son off his pizza. I have never seen a grosser film. There was no bodily humor; "humor" implies an attempt to make people laugh. This was simply an attempt to gross people out. I dunno - if you think someone walking around with a big green booger hanging out of his nose (who then snorts it up and swallows it)is funny, maybe you'd laugh. *shrugs*

The animated part is better with David Hyde-Pierce playing a hilariously rigid cold capsule (sort of a "Buzz-Lightyear-before-he-figured-out-he-was-a-toy" type), but it wasn't worth the agony of the live action stuff to watch these parts. I gave up after half an hour, and my kids asked me if they could watch something different about 15 minutes later.

Listen - I can burp and fart with the best of 'em, but this film just needs to go. I'd rather sit through a 6 hour "Dora the Explorer" marathon.

Way back in high school science class I read a series of Reader's Digest articles that focused on health and the way the body worked. "I'm Joe's heart," "I'm Jane's liver," I'm Joe's colon," etc. The stories were nicely done, if memory serves, but they didn't carry much punch for a 15-year-old. Now, junior highers and high schoolers around the country have been given a much cooler way to investigate what makes them tick: Osmosis Jones! It's a grand journey into the center of the body, down the superhighway of the esophagus, through the maze of acid tanks in the stomach, into the grimy mess of the large and small intestines. Not recalling much of what I read at 15, however, I'll refrain from making scientific and medical statements as to the accuracy of the internal workings so vividly displayed in this film. Furthermore, if Chris Rock-or anyone else in Osmosis Jones-is living inside my body, I'm going to need a really good doctor, STAT.

The story is split between live action and animation. Bill Murray's slovenly Frank serves as the host for the war soon to explode. A nasty virus named Thrax (aka the red death) has come to call and he won't stop until Frank is dead. That poses a serious problem for beat cop Osmosis Jones and his white blood cell pals whose job it is to rid Frank's internal streets of criminals and ne'er-do-wells. So while Mayor Phlegmming and Tom Colonic (phlegm and colon, get it?) battle it out for superiority in a nasty political campaign to control Frank's inner workings, Osmosis and his new ally, a common cold pill named Drix, try to take down the bad guys. It's a gooey, goopy adventure into the far recesses of Frank's glands. Will the forces of good triumph or will the Jafar-esque virus have his way? Only the bladder knows.

Zits notwithstanding, Osmosis Jones is truly imaginative, innovative and fun. Honest! It's as if the Farrelly brothers are performing a public service assignment after getting themselves busted for beating up kids at the park. Can Osmosis Jones really come from the same two men who bludgeoned the world with R-rated gross-fests Me, Myself & Irene and There's Something About Mary? Osmosis looks like it's an overgrown health class film produced by a cartoon-crazy nutritionist. Don't get me wrong, I'm tickled three shades of cellular pink that this movie isn't chock-full of vile content. I'm just reeling from the surprise.

this is stupid and gross and nothing works in this movie. horrible I will say and BIl Murray is wasted as the man who Osmosis Jones and Drexel are in. maybe a little bit for kids but this one is so bad I had to keep my head from stop spinning it was so dumb and so is the end. from the Farrelly brothers and the guys from Space Jam. they couldve done a much better job. Chris Rock, Laurence Fishburne, David Hyde Pierce, Kid Rock, Brandy and William Shatner do voices. Molly Shannon and Chris Elliott also star as well.

At our house we try once a weekend to grab a video, make some kid-friendly food and have a movie night. This movie even put my 7 year old son off his pizza. I have never seen a grosser film. There was no bodily humor; "humor" implies an attempt to make people laugh. This was simply an attempt to gross people out. I dunno - if you think someone walking around with a big green booger hanging out of his nose (who then snorts it up and swallows it)is funny, maybe you'd laugh. *shrugs*

The animated part is better with David Hyde-Pierce playing a hilariously rigid cold capsule (sort of a "Buzz-Lightyear-before-he-figured-out-he-was-a-toy" type), but it wasn't worth the agony of the live action stuff to watch these parts. I gave up after half an hour, and my kids asked me if they could watch something different about 15 minutes later.

Listen - I can burp and fart with the best of 'em, but this film just needs to go. I'd rather sit through a 6 hour "Dora the Explorer" marathon.

Way back in high school science class I read a series of Reader's Digest articles that focused on health and the way the body worked. "I'm Joe's heart," "I'm Jane's liver," I'm Joe's colon," etc. The stories were nicely done, if memory serves, but they didn't carry much punch for a 15-year-old. Now, junior highers and high schoolers around the country have been given a much cooler way to investigate what makes them tick: Osmosis Jones! It's a grand journey into the center of the body, down the superhighway of the esophagus, through the maze of acid tanks in the stomach, into the grimy mess of the large and small intestines. Not recalling much of what I read at 15, however, I'll refrain from making scientific and medical statements as to the accuracy of the internal workings so vividly displayed in this film. Furthermore, if Chris Rock-or anyone else in Osmosis Jones-is living inside my body, I'm going to need a really good doctor, STAT.

The story is split between live action and animation. Bill Murray's slovenly Frank serves as the host for the war soon to explode. A nasty virus named Thrax (aka the red death) has come to call and he won't stop until Frank is dead. That poses a serious problem for beat cop Osmosis Jones and his white blood cell pals whose job it is to rid Frank's internal streets of criminals and ne'er-do-wells. So while Mayor Phlegmming and Tom Colonic (phlegm and colon, get it?) battle it out for superiority in a nasty political campaign to control Frank's inner workings, Osmosis and his new ally, a common cold pill named Drix, try to take down the bad guys. It's a gooey, goopy adventure into the far recesses of Frank's glands. Will the forces of good triumph or will the Jafar-esque virus have his way? Only the bladder knows.

Zits notwithstanding, Osmosis Jones is truly imaginative, innovative and fun. Honest! It's as if the Farrelly brothers are performing a public service assignment after getting themselves busted for beating up kids at the park. Can Osmosis Jones really come from the same two men who bludgeoned the world with R-rated gross-fests Me, Myself & Irene and There's Something About Mary? Osmosis looks like it's an overgrown health class film produced by a cartoon-crazy nutritionist. Don't get me wrong, I'm tickled three shades of cellular pink that this movie isn't chock-full of vile content. I'm just reeling from the surprise.