The Scoundrel's Wife (2002) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski) |
This film is also known as The Home Front =============== Not every local legend needs to be made into a film. Especially when they seem to be about 99% bullshit. When WW2 came around, there was legitimate concern among Americans for the defense of its shores. The vast and virtually unguarded coastline of the Gulf of Mexico was particularly vulnerable to German submarine attacks, and Southern Louisiana is one of America's most important commercial shipping centers. This caused all sorts of rumors and paranoia, fueled as gossip and whisper campaigns are always fueled, and heightened further by wartime. The buzz could be crazy. Illegal aliens, maybe even spies, were being snuck inside American borders. Local fisherman were trading with the enemy for massive windfall profits. German-speaking Americans were broadcasting to the U-Boats at night. Traitors lived in our midst. One place that was a center of such paranoia was the filmmaker's home town of East Douchebag, Louisiana. OK, I'm kidding about the name. The town was named Cut Off, Louisiana, which is pretty much just as silly. Cajun filmmaker Gil Pitre grew up there, knew all the old wartime legends, and felt that they would make an excellent film. |
Which they might have, in the hands of a director who had some clue what the hell he was doing. Unfortunately, Pitre wrote and directed himself, and this thing is about as professional as a average dinner theater production of The King and I. How desperate are you for acting talent when your two lead roles are taken by Tatum O'Neal, who reads her lines as if off a teleprompter, and Tim Curry, a man who envies the subtle underplaying of Bill Shatner? |
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To be fair, the basic storyline here isn't bad at all, but everything about this film is ham-fisted, from weak production values to a soap-opera script to a corny final crowd scene as ineptly choreographed as the group scene in a high school Spring musical. I should have stopped typing after Tim Curry. After you mention Tim Curry, unless he's playing Satan's flamboyant gay cousin or something, what more is there to say? |
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