Flirting With Disaster (1996) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski) |
Ben Stiller plays the adopted son of loving neurotics. He's not an unhappy man, but the birth of his own first child has prompted him to wonder about his true identity, and he can't even think about naming the baby until he knows more about himself. Finding his birth parents is what the film is all about. He makes several missteps along the way, thanks first to an incompetent case worker from the adoption agency, then to a mix-up about who actually donated the sperm to his mother. (It turns out that it wasn't his mother's husband.) Along the way, Ben runs into an assortment of eccentric characters. Indeed, pretty much every character is eccentric, from his adoptive parents to his pseudo-parents to his biological parents to his newly-discovered brother to a couple of gay Feds who cross everyone's path. Ol' Ben is also having some problems in his marriage, so he and the wife (Patricia Arquette) are both flirting with outsiders - with disaster, if you will - and various romantic entanglements form and dissolve along the way. This film was a moderate financial success - about on the level of a Woody Allen film. It grossed $14 million on a $5 million budget and made Miramax a profit, but the Weinsteins had been hoping for something in the $30 million range and failed to greenlight a second film in their two-picture option deal with writer/director David O. Russell. As it turned out, that worked out great for Russell, who moved over to Warner Brothers. Warner opened up their checkbooks and gave Russell about a $50 million budget to make Three Kings, a film which did well at the box office while establishing Russell as a major talent. The enthusiastic critical reaction to Flirting With Disaster baffles me. When it was released, critics threw garlands and flowers in its path as if it were Jesus riding into Jerusalem on Palm Sunday. Rotten Tomatoes estimates that 87% of the reviews were positive, and even the few dissenters offered plenty of compliments. Damned if I can figure it out. It's not the kind of film that critics usually go ga-ga over. It isn't edgy, or brainy, or "heavy." It basically plays out like a 90-minute pilot for a sitcom, and the sitcom situations are punctuated by the presence of familiar sitcom actors like Mary Tyler Moore and Alan Alda. It is filled with a lot of raunchy sex talk, so it would be a cable sitcom, but there's no nudity, so it would be basic cable. I got a few laughs out of it, but my reaction was that it was the kind of broad, familiar, edgeless comedy that older people like, as opposed to something from a hip young director. The judgment of history on Flirting With Disaster is about the same as my own feeling - it's an OK comedy in the "good, not great" category. It is rated a so-so 6.9 at IMDb, which is respectable, but not what one would expect from a film with 87% positive reviews. Its IMDb rating is even lower (6.2) among non-Americans, who probably can't relate as well to the American archetypes being spoofed by the various characters. |
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