Friday, March 11, 2005

The Upside.

David Edelstein has a new contest: come up with the worst twist ending in a film. This after he endured The Upside of Anger.
Do you know what the twist is in said opus? Probably not as it's just being released now. I certainly haven't seen it, the only reason I know about this gem of screenwriting is I have a friend who saw a rough cut months ago. The twist is such nonsense that I'm itching to spoil it. If you have little-to-no desire to see the latest in Joan Allen/Kevin Costner weepies, I'll spoil that shit like nobody's bidness in the comment section.

6 Comments:

At 12:06 PM, Blogger Ben said...

OK. So in the film, Joan is a pissed-off drunk raising her daughters solo after her good-for-nothing husband ditched them after losing his job. (He ran off to Sweden with his hottie-- or so they assume.)
Blah blah blah, movie movie movie, Joan falls for Kevin, yadda yadda, she learns to love again.
And then--details are a little fuzzy here--they discover that dad didn't run away to Sweden. No, he was walking in the backyard and fell into a hidden well and the impact killed him. And no one found his rotting corpse. He'd been there all along, there was no need for all that anger. The end.

 
At 7:14 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I assume the people who wrote Kangaroo Jack were involved with this?

 
At 6:51 AM, Blogger Daniel said...

Holy shit. Really?

I almost want to see it now.

 
At 1:34 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

i've seen worse endings. and worse movies.

p.s. what "edge"? you never had any edge.

 
At 2:31 PM, Blogger Ben said...

Marcella: Kangaroo Jack? Methinks not. Blankman? Ding ding ding.

Greene: Isn't it sick? That's the same reaction I had. I think the answer (for me) is Netflix. But if you go, I want a full report.

Anon/PL: When did I have edge? Probs back in '59 when I helped Cassavetes develope his aesthetic. And in '74 when I was a founding member of Kraftwerk. And in '82 when I lived in NYC and was a much-heralded tagger. And in '87 when I helped invent acid-house. And in '90 when P. Ferrell stole the idea for Lollapalooza from me, but whatever, it doesn't matter 'cause he made it all mainstream and shitty. And in '02 when I came up with the lyrics to "Losing My Edge" and the LCD Soundsystem stole them from me. Fuckers.

 
At 5:25 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

really. lame. lyrics.

really. lame. band.

really. lame. blog.

 

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