So I did the sensible thing and got pretty baked before watching this movie. The weed was quite good - not the killer kind of gear that wipes a person out but the type of high where your mind remains sharp and everything becomes even more engaging that usual.
I was at a close friends house whom I'd first got to know Kevin Smith movies with 24 years earlier when Mallrats finally released on VHS in our country after being delayed a jillion times. Being much older this time around we weren't as pumped as we were for Mallrats but we knew we were in for a good time and some Kevin Smith awesomeness.
We watched the movie and it was like, hmmmmm maybe we are too baked to get it? These appear to be Kevin Smith jokes so we should be laughing.
Nope nope nope. Same thing happened the next morning when sober - no laughter, no engagement and zero cares given for characters we know and love from his past works.
I dunno if it's the weed he smokes, Kevin's age or if he's spread so thin these days he doesn't have time to polish any of his work - but this movie sucked more than any movie has ever sucked before. It was cringe as balls.
The concept appears to be is to take the movie reboot concept and layer the maximum amount of absurdity on top. The problem is that Kevin Smith channeled so much absurdity that he himself changed at a cellular level. Being so completely altered by the process of writing that it transformed his very DNA, he then lost his power of objectivity and the ability to channel any sort of human emotion into his work. The result is a lifeless movie that fails to engage on any level other than the challenge to keep watching. Even the Affleck cameo was wasted.
Hopefully the global pandemic has given him enough time to dedicate to writing and creating something even half decent for his next trip into the askewniverse.
I was at a close friends house whom I'd first got to know Kevin Smith movies with 24 years earlier when Mallrats finally released on VHS in our country after being delayed a jillion times. Being much older this time around we weren't as pumped as we were for Mallrats but we knew we were in for a good time and some Kevin Smith awesomeness.
We watched the movie and it was like, hmmmmm maybe we are too baked to get it? These appear to be Kevin Smith jokes so we should be laughing.
Nope nope nope. Same thing happened the next morning when sober - no laughter, no engagement and zero cares given for characters we know and love from his past works.
I dunno if it's the weed he smokes, Kevin's age or if he's spread so thin these days he doesn't have time to polish any of his work - but this movie sucked more than any movie has ever sucked before. It was cringe as balls.
The concept appears to be is to take the movie reboot concept and layer the maximum amount of absurdity on top. The problem is that Kevin Smith channeled so much absurdity that he himself changed at a cellular level. Being so completely altered by the process of writing that it transformed his very DNA, he then lost his power of objectivity and the ability to channel any sort of human emotion into his work. The result is a lifeless movie that fails to engage on any level other than the challenge to keep watching. Even the Affleck cameo was wasted.
Hopefully the global pandemic has given him enough time to dedicate to writing and creating something even half decent for his next trip into the askewniverse.