Tom Green, some people hate this guy, some people
love this guy. I happen to think he can be pretty
funny, but I don't necessarily like him. He's a guy
who takes big risks - that means, sometimes he's
hilarious and sometimes he bombs like a nuclear
warhead. Likewise, when you buy a ticket to a film
written, directed and starring Tom Green you are
taking a big risk. Hopefully this review can help
out.
I'd enjoyed Tom in several of his MTV spots (the
testicle thing was TV history), but, when I saw Tom
in "Road
Trip" I wrote (and I quote myself) "Tom is best in an unscripted,
unprompted environment." Further, his contributions
to "Charlie's
Angels" were completely lame. Therefore, I
had already mentally prepared myself for an hour and
a half of Tom painfully trying desperately to look
spontaneous in "Freddy." And while, there ARE those
moments in this film, I must say for the most part,
Tom pulls it off!
Of course he's gross, vile, and pitiful; yet,
somehow repulsively endearing. In "Freddy," Tom
strings together a story of silliness and gross out -
from playing with the strewn guts of a deer to scuba
diving in his own toilet. Sometimes this outrageous
material is laugh-out-loudable, sometimes it's merely
wince-able; but surprisingly, seldom does Tom fall
flat on his face (entertainment-wise). And even more
impressive is that the production works on the whole
- not perfectly, but it works as a film.
Tom details the jagged, angst-filled relationship
between he and his hard-bellied dad (Rip Torn). The
filmmakers develop this conflict with a substance
behind the humor as respectable as any drama. In
fact, everything else in the film is simply
ridiculous - no sense in seeking to make sense of it.
But that snowballing father-son tension hardly seems
unreal. And though, I felt that conflict deserved a
more appropriately careful resolution than what is
offered - I wasn't terribly disappointed with the
lite version.
Gordon (Green) still lives at home with his
parents. He's a skateboarding, cartoon-drawing loser
whose father constantly hounds him about getting a
job. Though quick to point out, "I'm a 28-year-old
man!" Gordy still indulges in child-like fantasy.
Perhaps, this is his saving trait. It's hard to hate
a guy that delights in wearing scuba gear in the
shower, then when confronted by his angry father
holds up soap on a rope and exclaims, "I've found the
hidden treasure!"
Excellent performances by Marisa Coughlan as Tom's
weird, but cute, love interest and Anthony Michael
Hall as David Davidson, high-powered animation
producer. They make the disconcerting task of acting
alongside Tom Green look effortless.
A very strong B+, relax, don't take it too
seriously and you'll have a fun time.
Still not sure if the film's for you? Here's a
quote from Tom himself (burrowed from www.freddygotfingered.com).
"The goal is to make people enjoy themselves when
they go to the movie theatre. That is the goal. We
want smiling faces in the seats of the movie
theatres. We want to make people smile and happy. We
don't want to make people angry. Actually we do. We
don't want to make anyone between the ages of 18 and
35 angry. We'd like to make 30% of people between the
ages of 35 and 50 angry, and we'd like to make 75% of
the people between the ages of 55 and 70 angry. And
we'd like to make 100% of the people between the ages
of 70 and 100 angry.
Anyone over 100 who goes to the movie probably
won't leave the theatre. I'm not saying the goal is
to kill people over 100. We're not trying to murder
100 year olds with the movie. If 100-year-old people
die while watching Freddy Got Fingered I don't think
that would be an accomplishment. I'd say that'd be a
negative thing. I would just warn anybody in that age
bracket, the 100 to 110 years old age bracket, to
maybe consider going to another movie or maybe not
going to a movie. I don't want to offend people
between the ages of 100 and 110. It's just my opinion
that people between 100 and 110 should not go to
movies period. I don't want to offend those people. I
just don't think they should go to movies. They could
go down the hall, but not to movies. They could go to
bed."
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