Rating
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Spoof
(US); 2000; Rated R; 88 Minutes
Cast
Jon Abrahams: Bobby
Shannon Elizabeth: Buffy Gilmore
Cheri Oteri: Gail Hailstorm
Anna Faris: Cindy Campbell
Regina Hall: Brenda
Lochlyn Munro: Greg
Dave Sheridan: Doofy
Marlon Wayans: Shorty Meeks
Dan Joffre: Kenny
Carmen Electra: Drew Decker
Shawn Wayans: Ray
Kurt Fuller: Sherrif
Produced by Lisa Suzanne Blum, Eric L. Gold, Cary
Granat, Brad Grey, Robb Wilson King, Lee R. Mayes, Peter
Safran, Peter Schwerin, Keenen Ivory Wayans, Bob Weinstein,
Harvey Weinstein and Bo Zenga; Directed by Keenen
Ivory Wayans; Screenwritten by Shawn Wayans, Marlon
Wayans, Buddy Johnson, Phil Beauman, Jason Friedberg and
Aaron Seltzer
Review Uploaded
7/29/00 |
Written
by DAVID KEYES In
the opening moments of “Scary Movie,” Carmen Electra is
taunted by a man dressed in a cloak and ghost mask, whose
voice is disguised so well that she doesn’t know who it
is when he asks what her name is. Why does he wish to know
her name? “Scream” taught us in 1996 that killers like to
know exactly who they are looking at, but this particular
man is not checking her out from a distance; rather, he
is gloating over her latest spread in Playboy. Suddenly
a chase breaks out, and the murderer plunges a knife into
her chest, pulling out a breast implant upon release of
the weapon. These early scenes have such positive energy
between victim and murderer that we suddenly see glimmers
of hope, as if, at long last, the dead and buried spoof
genre has found its shovel. But alas, like all of its ancestors,
“Scary Movie” is a comedy stumbling around on stilts, a
film so dreary, shapeless and juvenile that the laughs are
low and attention spans become disconnected before the first
half hour is through.
The
story is essentially a blend of the “Scream” trilogy and
the “I Know What You Did Last Summer” pictures, with brief
touches of “The Matrix” and “The Blair Witch Project” thrown
into the mix. Cindy Campbell (obviously a direct reference
to the Neve Campbell character in the “Scream” pictures)
is a typical high school girl with a secret. She and her
friends killed (accidentally, of course) a local fisherman
as he was passing across the road and they were driving
ferociously down it on Halloween. He is alive, but no one
notices, especially after they accidentally knock him back
into unconsciousness via a flying beer bottle. To cover
up their blunder, they decide to dump the body into the
river, vowing never to again speak of the incident. Exactly
a year later, local high school girl Drew (Electra, as spoken
of earlier) is murdered. Who did it? Was it the man they
supposedly killed? Amongst this introduction of premise,
there is one successful quip delivered from Cindy, in which
she announces “I’m glad this isn’t a movie, otherwise they’d
have someone like Jennifer Love Hewitt play my part.”
Obviously
no one cares about this plot, otherwise the audience would
simply rent the movies listed above and see them again.
So what do we care about as a result? Certainly not the
jokes, most of which are delivered at a tone so raunchy
and disgusting that, as the terrific Nathaniel R. Atcheson
said in his recent review, they drop “the limbo bar a notch”
in comparison to something like “There’s Something About
Mary.” One scene in particular leaves me puzzled; no, not
because I don’t comprehend it, but because I don’t understand
how anyone could have gotten away with it at an R rating.
Allow
me to set the scene: Ray (Shawn Wayans), one of the friends
who was a witness to last Halloween’s accident, excuses
himself to the bathroom during a showing of “Shakespeare
In Love” at the local multiplex. Remember the “Scream 2”
scene in which the victim entered a stall, put his head
up close to a wall when he heard noise from the other side,
and was stabbed in the head? Just take that scene, put a
hole in the wall, and stick a penis through it instead of
a knife. What’s the excuse for this? Has the MPAA now stooped
so low as to act lenient towards sex when it’s only intended
for comic relief? To think “Eyes Wide Shut” almost got an
NC-17 for thrusting penises that you couldn’t even see!
I’ve
always maintained the belief that spoofs are essentially
juvenile comedies that are more interested in poking fun
at basic idiocy and rather than their own source material,
and though “Scary Movie” tries to do the opposite, it doesn’t
have any legitimate desire. The Wayans brothers have admitted
to watching up to a dozen different popular films to help
inspire their spoof, but where exactly is the inspiration?
There is a scene early on when, like in “Scream,” a boyfriend
climbs through the window at night, discusses his relationship
with his girlfriend, hides behind the bed when her father
enters the room, and then hops back out again when she doesn’t
want to fool around in the sack. Practically all the dialogue
is the same here (except for the discussion between father
and daughter, which provides a couple of decent moments
as daddy dearest gives his little girl tips on handling
the drugs stashed in the house). Like practically every
spoof since the dawn of cinema, “Scary Movie” seizes movies
like “Scream” and “I Know What You Did Last Summer” not
to poke fun at them, but to use their plots as tools to
help string along all sorts of lame and pointless wisecracks.
©
2000,
David Keyes, Cinemaphile.org.
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