I think that if this movie had been an interactive venture, where technological revolutions allowed characters to jump off the screen and interact with the audience, I would choose to be first of all, tortured by the limp and weak willed dentist played by Mathew Perry, and then assassinated by the hitman, played, with incredible deftness by Bruce Willis, rather than watch the film.
What a complete cacophony of cinematic self indulgence. The "story" is simpler than the idiot characters in the film. Man in miserable marriage happens to learn that next door neighbour is a hitman with a beautiful wife. There's the obligatory 10 million dollars involved, lots of so-called "treachery and betrayal" (nothing out of place in your average group of friends), and absolutely pointless nudity of the "Carry On Doctor" variety (not that the bare chest of Amanda Peet is anything to complain about, it was just about the only redeeming feature of the film).
As for Mathew Perry, well, there's no doubt about it, he has comedy exuding from his pores, and there are times in the movie, when in a slapstick rage, he performs some hilariously comic moments. But not enough, and not sufficiently weaved into the plot. Nice try Mathew. There's also a small role by Michael Clark Duncan, fresh from his brilliant performance in the Green Mile as a fellow hitman. Unfortunately there was nothing substantial in this for him to flex his considerable acting abilities, but rather a chance to play the nice but clearly capable cold-blooded killer with muscles.
In all, it looked like a collection of actors, who, whilst waiting for the scripts of the film they were really working on to comeback from the printers, decided to have a few laughs and left the camera rolling. Give this one a miss and catch Mathew Perry doing his 'thing' on Friends.
What a complete cacophony of cinematic self indulgence. The "story" is simpler than the idiot characters in the film. Man in miserable marriage happens to learn that next door neighbour is a hitman with a beautiful wife. There's the obligatory 10 million dollars involved, lots of so-called "treachery and betrayal" (nothing out of place in your average group of friends), and absolutely pointless nudity of the "Carry On Doctor" variety (not that the bare chest of Amanda Peet is anything to complain about, it was just about the only redeeming feature of the film).
As for Mathew Perry, well, there's no doubt about it, he has comedy exuding from his pores, and there are times in the movie, when in a slapstick rage, he performs some hilariously comic moments. But not enough, and not sufficiently weaved into the plot. Nice try Mathew. There's also a small role by Michael Clark Duncan, fresh from his brilliant performance in the Green Mile as a fellow hitman. Unfortunately there was nothing substantial in this for him to flex his considerable acting abilities, but rather a chance to play the nice but clearly capable cold-blooded killer with muscles.
In all, it looked like a collection of actors, who, whilst waiting for the scripts of the film they were really working on to comeback from the printers, decided to have a few laughs and left the camera rolling. Give this one a miss and catch Mathew Perry doing his 'thing' on Friends.
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