The title character Powers is actually the weakest of Myers’. His skits or character quirks aren’t as funny the second time around. Okay, Mike, we know Austin has bad teeth and a furry chest, show us something else.
If I were still a stupid teenager all hopped on model glue, American Pie would be the only movie I’d need. It would be my everything, my Treasure of the Sierra Madre, Star Wars and Sorority Sluts all rolled into one.
What makes American Movie work are the scenes of average guys, like us, living in our dirty houses, driving beat up old piece of shit cars, dealing with nasty toenails, working crappy jobs, and also pursuing our dreams.
As an audience, we’re turned around. I went into American Beauty expecting the same-old satire of suburban life, nailing the same old targets. I expected the Hollywood goat-cheese-eaters to say that people in the suburbs are boring, conservative and only care about property values, because Hollywood loves saying they’re better than the rest of us.
200 Cigarettes is wrong for so many reasons that I will just put as many as I can on paper before I get mad and have to go punch one of the neighbor kids.
