My latest Sympatico/MSN DVD column is up, featuring the total creativity vacuum that is “Definitely, Maybe”.
I hate to do this, but maybe it’s time to break up with Ryan Reynolds. Sure, his volatile comic presence kept me tuning into “Two Guys, a Girl and a Pizza Place” — the show that also launched future “Firefly” star Nathan Fillion — and he was fun in “Blade: Trinity” and “Just Friends”, but he’s got terrible taste in scripts.
“School of Life”. “Smokin’ Aces”. That remake of “The In-Laws”. And now that he’s firmly entrenched in dull-dad territory (see last week’s “Chaos Theory” for another example … or rather, don’t), I think I have to move on.
Sorry, man. Call me when you decide to play a serial killer or something. And that is by no means license to make an “Amityville Horror” sequel, with the stupid crazy-eyes contact lenses.
well if you guys are breaking up how long before I can ask him out?
Consider yourself meme’d sir; name five dumb things you did as the direct result of a movie. Or limit yourself to five if the list is longer.
Did you see John August’s The Nines? Reynolds is really quite brilliant in that, IMO. Also, the movie’s great.