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I saw an early screening of this flick, as Smith would call it, and came out rather unimpressed. Say what you will about Smith's previous films, they have a really unique voice and style. Smith is clearly an auteur, by the fact that his films uniquely express his personal vision, and have a thematic consistency. However, Jersey Girl is a really generic film, to the point where you even question when Smith himself wrote and directed the film.
The film itself has sort of been eclipsed by the J-Lo/Affleck saga, but when you look at the film, there's really very little J-Lo. Without getting into spoilers, she makes very little impact in her brief screentime.
Looking at it as just a film, it's really very generic. The plot twists are choreographed look before they occur, and come to think of it, there's not really any twists, things just occur as you expect them to occur. It feels like something I've seen many times before, and particularly the ending feels just completely underwhelming.
Liv Tyler and George Carlin are strong in the film, and the kid at least isn't annoying. There are some laughs, but there isn't any of the sort of storytelling monologues that were some of the funniest things in previous Smith works. Even Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back, which I generally disliked, had a lot more laugh out loud moments than this, which has more chuckle softly moments.
I don't mean to imply that just becuase this movie doesn't have Jay and Silent Bob, or drug humor, it's automatically bad, and I think Kevin is 'selling out,' which I'm sure will be the accusation from many an internet fan after this film is released wide. The film doesn't neccessarily need Jason Mewes, but it needs someone who's funny. And even the emotions are just really sacharine, and don't get me feeling anywhere near as emotionally invovled as, say, the second half of Chasing Amy. Amy, Smith's best work, vacillated between really lowbrow humor, and extremely complex emotional issues, and it worked really well, most notably in the Jay and Silent Bob scene. Here, it's all stuck in that sappy middle ground.
It's an enjoyable enough film, but it has no substance at all, which is a shame, since I love Smith's work, and he's one of the few comic filmmakers who seems to really respect his audience.
At the screening I went to, Kevin did a Q&A after, and he seemed pretty annoyed with the test screening process that the film went through, which may be a large part of why the film feels neutered. He was hilarious on the whole, and seemed to really be what the media image of him is. I'd definitely reccomend seeing him speak, but this film, I can't really push. |
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