Sunday, October 3, 2010

CHEATER #2: Special Preview Edition!

I saw a preview screening of Butter, an indie-but-not-really-indie comedy that's coming out next year. My friend and Butter date Josh says I'm not supposed to talk about it online, but whatever. That ship has sailed.

Butter is about two ladies who enter a butter-carving competition. I liked it (mostly, ish) while I was watching it, but in retrospect, my impressions are kind of negative? This definitely says more about me than about Butter. Below I will rank stuff I remember about it from best to worst:

1. Olivia Wilde as an angry stripper. The characterization of "stripper" is pretty lazy, but she's still hilarious.

2. There are very sweet scenes between Yara Shahidi, who plays the hero of the movie, and Rob Corddry, who plays her Cool Foster Dad. He was so cool that he made me wish I'd been in foster care! (No, not really. But he was very cool.)

3. I definitely remember that there were some funny lines of dialogue. So.

4. Ashley Greene was not bad, but she didn't have enough screen time. But she definitely makes out with Olivia Wilde during her limited screen time, and that is pretty great.

5. Hugh Jackman plays this weird superfluous character who has weird superfluous scenes. Like in one he sits in his car showroom and thanks God for letting him fuck Jennifer Garner. I don't even know.

6. The movie relies pretty heavily on tired Hollywood nonsense. FOR EXAMPLE: the movie opens with a boring voiceover over headless footage of fat people! Yay! Are these fat people relevant to the movie? Does the movie criticize overconsumption? Should writers be forced to prove to some centralized body that they actually deserve to use voiceover? No, no, and yes, respectively.

7. Jennifer Garner's character suuuuuuuuuuuucks. Basically a Sarah Palin type, but more two-dimensional and more neurotic.

8. Heard recently that the movie's supposed to parallel the Clinton/Obama primary. If that is true, that blows. "Oh, Hillary Clinton, what a bitch." -the filmmakers, right before they ATE ME