Sunday, May 10, 2015

Hot Pursuit


Hot Pursuit 2015 poster.jpg

Released:  May 8th, 2015
Rated:  PG-13
Distributor:  Warner Bros.
Starring:  Reese Witherspoon, Sofía Vergara
Directed by:  Anne Fletcher
Written by:  David Feeney, John Quaintance
Personal Bias Alert:  dislikes sexism, saw the trailer several times in theaters and heard people audibly grumble in response

3.1 of 10






            The saddest part of seeing Hot Pursuit (and yes, there’s many sad parts to this attempted comedy) is when you’re sitting in your seat not laughing and it dawns on you just how many people must’ve thought this film was a good idea.  They got an experienced director, a healthy $35 million budget, a strong supporting cast, and two leads with robust careers.  How, you ask?  That question, like many other things in life, will likely remain a mystery until the day you die.

            Okay, let’s take a step back.  This movie isn’t bad enough to start contemplating your own death.  Reese Witherspoon as an uptight cop trying to protect Sofía Vergara’s cartel-targeted witness at least gives us two game performers, with Witherspoon and Vergara throwing their backs into every lazy joke and sight gag that this film tries to pass off as comedy, and they succeed in making it an endurable hour and a half.  With less committed leads, this film could’ve become downright hateful, an abomination to the eyes and ears of those tricked into seeing it.  With them, it almost succeeds at being an innocuously unfunny distraction.  Almost.

            Letting down the two leads is pretty much everything surrounding them, with the bulk of the failure falling on writers David Feeney and John Quaintance.  Both make their living as sitcom writers, and not for the smart comedies that edged into the market in the ‘00s.  Nope, these guys write for dull, setup-punchline machines like Joey, 2 Broke Girls, and According to Jim.  For the sake of yuks, let’s compare the low bar that these shows set for themselves to Hot Pursuit.  Does the film complete this hurdle?  No, it trips during the approach and face plants into the track.  Its characters aren’t likable, its jokes aren’t based on any sort of reality (there’s a running gag about Witherspoon’s character having a mustache, which she never has), and the audience may as well be crickets considering the amount of times I heard anyone laugh.  The script is best described as sophomoric, attempting to apply the odd couple formula to an action-comedy and update it by putting two females in the leads.  Instead, its tired setup lays there like a slug, and the presence of females only encourages a vague sense of misogyny.  It’s clear from the beginning that we shouldn’t expect much from the women in this film, and when they do pull off anything it should be treated as something approaching a miracle.  The fact that this conceit still exists in the time of Leslie Knope, Katniss Everdeen, or even Witherspoon’s own Cheryl Strayed is just plain disheartening.

            In discussing how director Anne Fletcher let down her leads, I would again like to point out that this film had a $35 million budget.  I can only imagine that it sunk that money into its sporadic action sequences, because everything else looks like crap.  The laziness that went into the shot setup here is epic, featuring an opening foot pursuit staged so poorly that the actors appear to be stumbling instead of running and an entire scene set in the bed of a truck that’s supposed to be on the road but wasn’t given enough fake wind to even blow Vergara’s loose hair.  The fact that Fletcher couldn’t even make the film look passably realistic, which is a very basic part of the director’s job, should indicate how badly she failed at more complex tasks like constructing comedic timing and imbuing any sort of tone.

            With all this failure surrounding them, it’s shocking that Witherspoon and Vergara manage the three or four laughs they do get.  How they were brought on in the first place is beyond me, and the fact that people will spend their precious time seeing this film is just sad.

Other Notes:
Ø  They couldn’t even get the runtime to 90 minutes.
Ø  Matthew Del Negro is a discount Matthew McConaughey.
Ø  How does this exist?

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