I can see why Eastwood, Spielberg and DeVito ultimately passed on this. The script just never lived up to its potential. Actors do projects for all sorts of reasons, but let's just say that Washington, Malik and Leto were slumming and leave it at that. Leto, as always, was very interesting. (He seemed to be filling in a lot of blanks in the script.) Malik seemed determined to demonstrate that he can be more than just Freddie Mercury. (He can be, of course, but his unique look is always a reminder.) Washington could have phoned it in. (Maybe he did.) Well photographed, but the sound alternated from fair to dreadful. And that, coupled with the actors muttering many of their lines, was very distrtessing. (Perhaps they feel it makes them seem serious. Perhaps, but their words still need to be clear.) John Lee Hancock, who wrote, produced and directed, needed someone looking over his shoulder. It still would be a TV movie, but it could have been a much, much better one.
Review of The Little Things
