Homegrown (1998) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski) and Tuna |
Scoop's comments in
white: Homegrown actually isn't that bad a flick. It is a modest little bit of intrigue about a trio of low-level pot harvesters who watch their boss get killed, then decide that they need to steal just enough of the pot to recoup the salaries they were owed. As the film progresses, their modest ambitions grow until they find themselves trying to make millions of dollars, and get caught in a vice between the mafia, a powerful local pot-growers' cartel, corrupt local policemen, and the twin brother of their slain boss. All in all, it isn't a bad watch, with a cast that includes all of the following:
If you are a movie buff or a fan of any of those people, you are now wondering, "how did I miss this film completely, given that it came out in 1998, and featured a lot of stars?" I guess there are several components to that answer. For example, many of those people had miniscule roles. I don't even remember seeing the Gyllenhaals. (They took tiny roles because they were not famous yet, and their father was the director.) In addition, many of these people were far less popular then. The star, Billy Bob Thornton, now a skinny star, was then a chubby bit player. You could cite a few such reasons, but they would all miss the central point, unless you hit on the key fact that this film was mis-marketed as a comedy. Even now, the DVD box claims that the film is a comedy. There is almost nothing funny in this film, other than that the three main characters are bumbling buffoons. Apart from the obvious ineptitude of their ill-formed schemes, the film has about as many chuckles as Andrei Rublev. It's basically a buddy film, placed within the general setting of a crime thriller in which amateurs get in over their heads. It is performed by a competent cast, and most of the situations are fairly plausible. But a comedy it ain't. |
Tuna's
comments in yellow:
A lot of OK movies are slow starters. Homegrown doesn't really get moving until the 55 minute mark. Ryan Phillippe, Hank Azaria and Billy Bob Thornton manage a pot farm in northern California. When their boss is shot and killed by a helicopter pilot, they realize it is time to leave, but decide to harvest just enough plants to pay their wages. They trim the plants and arrange the sale, and decide to pretend that the boss is still alive. That plan goes so well that they go after the rest of the crop ($4m worth). The deeper they get into the scheme, the more obvious it is that they don't have a clue what's going on. It seems pretty simple. Cut the pot, dry the pot, bag the pot, sell the pot. But there are details they hadn't considered, such as the local pot-growers' association, the brother of the dead boss, the Mafia folks that their boss was dealing with, local cops, and more. |
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Thankfully, there is a way to watch this without being bored for 55 straight minutes. Watch until a naked Kelly Lynch gets out of the shower and dries herself off, showing the side of her breasts, then jump to the 55 minute mark. You won't miss anything important, and the second half of the film moves right along. | |||||
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The acting is good throughout. It just
takes too long to set the plot. The concept was good enough for this
to be a good film, and there was plenty of untapped potential in the
second half of the film. If they could have established the characters
and set the plot in the first 10 minutes, this could have been a very
good film. |
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