Andrei Cordescu, NPR journalist, Romanian immigrant, naturalized American citizen, and newly-licensed driver, sets out on a cross- country road trip. He travels from-sea-to-shining-sea in a...
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Andrei Cordescu, NPR journalist, Romanian immigrant, naturalized American citizen, and newly-licensed driver, sets out on a cross- country road trip. He travels from-sea-to-shining-sea in a red 1968 Cadillac ragtop, exploring the meaning of freedom to a variety of Americans in this gently comic, yet poignant, documentary. Highlights include stops in New York, Camden, Detroit, Chicago, Taos, Arizona, Las Vegas, and San Francisco.Written by
Tad Dibbern <DIBBERN_D@a1.mscf.upenn.edu>
Hmmm...Well, I watched this movie for extra credit in a lit class. I wanted to give it a chance. Unfortunately, the more days that have passed since I saw Road Scholar, the more I have grown to detest it. Mr. Codrescu himself was at the screening, but even his presence could not change my current feelings toward this movie. Allow me to start by saying that this movie is essentially Mr. Codrescu's journey across America in a quest to find the weirdest people he can put a camera on, all the while comparing absolutely everything to how life was for him in his home country. I suppose this movie could be called a documentary, if it was about anything worth documenting. At any rate, Mr. Codrescu is an IMMIGRANT- I have written this in all caps for it is something that he desperately wants us all to know, for in the movie his every last breath is spent telling us that he's an immigrant, and boy, life sure was hard back home. On second thought, his every breath is not spent telling us that he is an immigrant. In between this he spends his time making fun of some really bizarre and eccentric people in his little trip cross county in his convertible. He is about as subtle as a tractor trailer. I think what bothered me the most about this is not just the fact that he made a movie on what he considered to be his "witty" observations on the fringe folks in our fine land, but that it was just too easy. He actually had crews go about & search out the absolute weirdest people they could find for him to go and "interview". Now, if his visits had been spontaneous ones with random people he met, & he still managed to make the exchange witty & humorous, even if he was still making fun of them, that would have been one thing. But the way he did it was like taking candy from babies. I honestly could find more interesting people in my own hometown. There are certain people who are witty, humorous, and can even make fun of others and still be well liked. Lewis Grizzard comes to mind. Mr. Codrescu, on the other hand, is someone who puts way too much stock in his own words. I suppose his idea of Heaven is being locked in a room with recordings of his own voice. At any rate, this movie in no way deserves anything above a 4. Why? It was trying so hard to be witty and different that the cardboard cutouts of the same ol' tricks of nonconformity sucked all the originality out of the film. If you are unfortunate enough to obtain a copy of this, please mail it to Mr. Codrescu right away. By the way, I really like my lit teacher, even if she did suggest seeing this! :)
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