J. Edgar

Deb 2 Me 0

When will I learn? Mainstream movies just flatline. This movie was as flat as they come. We saw it opening Friday night. There were four other couples. One walked out after twenty minutes, another after forty. We sat it out. At the end, another couple started laughing, “have you ever seen a worse movie?” Yes, I have, but this was pretty dismal.

There were four of us who talked about the movie for a while afterwards. The make-up was a big part of the films failure. The actors were done by someone from Madame Tussauds; they may have looked authentic, but stiff as boards. No one recalled shots where the actors could go from a smile to a frown; they had to be shot in one mode, re-made up and shot again with the next expression. This didn’t allow for a lot of emotional involvement with the story.

Here is an interesting part of history, about a guy who played a big part in our successes and fiascos in investigation, from Lindberg to Lennon. It was a real opportunity to tell an exciting story that covered generations. Instead it was clinical and drab, it might have been correct in many details, but as dull and listless as you could make a film.