What do A. wearing a chain mail shirt in a
thunderstorm, B. saying “bite me” to Mike Tyson and C. remaking a
classic film all have in common? They are all really, really bad ideas.
So why would Adam Sandler, assuming he’s smarter than the characters
he usually plays in the movies, even want to mess with Mr. Deeds
Goes to Town, Frank Capra’s 1936 classic with Gary Cooper. I
mean the first one, about a newly rich small town bumpkin who turns out
to be smarter than the big-city folk that try to fleece him, doesn’t
need improving. Unfortunately what’s done is done but I’m here to
tell you that, although it doesn’t even touch the original, Mr.
Deeds is not the disaster it could have been.
Sandler plays Longfellow Deeds, a decent fellow from Mandrake Falls, New
Hampshire who , when it is discovered he is the lone heir of a recently
deceased media mogul(Harve Presnell), is whisked away to the Big Apple.
Under the watchful eye of the company’s new man in charge( a
delightfully smarmy Peter Gallagher), it is expected Deeds will sign the
appropriate papers, see a few sites, then collect his 40 billion and go
home. The media, who seem to know where he’s going to be before he
does, go nuts for footage of this small town rube set loose in the big
city. But is Longfellow who eventually has the last laugh.
What the hell happened to Winona Ryder’s career? From 2 Oscar®
nominations to starring in an Adam Sandler movie? Winona, girlfriend,
next time pay for the merchandise. It’s not worth it.
Not that she should be ashamed of her appearance here. Winona has always
had a gift for light comedy and she adds a little class, something that
Drew Barrymore did for what is still Sandler’s best movie: The
Wedding Singer.
And speaking of that movie, what gives Mr.
Deeds its limited charm is what drove The Wedding Singer. In
a word, heart. And it is heart that drives the first half of Mr. Deeds.
Heart and a gentle kind of goofiness that director Steven Brill milks
for all it’s worth. When we first see Mandrake Falls we are seeing a
world that doesn’t exist for many. People call each other by first
name. Longfellow entertains the customers of his pizza shop by reading
his own greeting cards that were rejected by Hallmark. And when an
employee gets caught faking sick, Longfellow just laughs it off. It is
only a formulaic last third that keeps this from being a decent
diversion, if not exactly great cinema.
As for Sandler he has a likeability that one can’t fake. There are
many actors out there with more talent in their little finger than
Sandler has in his whole body. But he’s fun to watch, especially when
he’s playing an unbelievably nice guy. I can’t wait until he appears
in an unbelievably nice movie.
Coming
out tomorrow
Rated
PG 13
2
and ½ reels out of 3
Shallow
Hal
Rated
PG 13
Available
this Tuesday
Wild man Jack Black (Hi Fidelity, Orange County) teams up
with just as wild directing brothers Peter and Bobby Farrelly for a
strange hybrid of styles. Shallow Hal is both a feel
good romantic comedy and a gross out comedy one might expect from the
above talent. Black plays Hal, an unfortunate young man who was, in a
way, hypnotized by his dying father into liking only pretty women.
Problem is they don’t like him in a big way. Jack gets some assistance
when self-help guru Anthony Robbins(playing himself) hypnotizes Hal into
only seeing the inner beauty of women. Hal immediately falls for 300 lb.
Rosemary(Gwyneth Paltrow) who’s got inner beauty to spare. A gutsy,
funny movie that also has something important to say if
you're willing to listen. And, call me un-pc, but it wouldn't have
worked if the audience couldn't see what Jack was seeing.