1996 Spike Lee joint
Rating: 12/20
Plot: A wannabe actress struggles to find work because she refuses to show her boobs. She needs money and takes a job as a phone sex operator. She ends up being a natural, and the job starts to take over all aspects of her life.
So in this installment of the Urine Couch AM Movie Club, yours truly risks his part-time job by watching something a little raunchy. It was a busy night at Indianapolis's dumpiest motel, and I'm lucky that all of our customers are shady drifters, randy truckers, and filthy whores, I'm sure somebody would have complained that I was watching the sex on the television. Speaking of that, this venue isn't the best place to watch sex on the television. There are a lot of lights in the lobby, and I'm not sure how to turn all of them off. I also don't know how to mop or wash windows or take a reservation. This movie has its moments, including a plethora of quirky cameos and a versatile performance from the titular girl herself, Theresa Randle. Susan Batson's performance as an acting coach is a real wowsers moment while John Turturro's hair gets a chance to sleaze things up. There's a Texan who gets to utter a wonderful bit of poetry about "tits like Hakeem Olajuwon," and there's King Creeper Richard Belzer who goes on and on about linoleum or something. Unfortunately, you've got some stinkers in there, too. Tarantino embarrasses himself in his attempts to prove, apparently, that he should never appear on film. Spike Lee butchers a few lines, including a monologue about autographed baseball cards that could have been nice. This movie just meanders too much with a hodgepodge of the perverse and sidebars about girls falling down elevator shafts. And the biggest question I was left with? How the hell did Prince have enough time to write the five thousand songs featured in this movie? Oh, and Madonna is in this movie, an appearance which, believe it or not, actually managed to make the urine couch even dirtier than it already was.
Weird product placement for Pepsi made me smile and steal a Pepsi from the vending machine stash.
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