Ah, Kevin Bacon...the American Michael Caine.
Like his English counterpart, Kevin Bacon has apparently never met a movie script he didn't like. Nothing is too hammy for the Bacon! Oooh, I'm bad...sorry!
This shotgun approach to accepting scripts leads to some excellent roles (Sleepers, Apollo 13, A Few Good Men), a lot of mediocre ones (Hollow Man, Stir of Echoes, The River Wild), and a few real stinkburgers.
This porker (ouch!) is one of the worst of the lot. Mr. Bacon plays a new-age outdoor guide to help kids. Sort of like outward bound, but even more pointless. He is constantly endangering the kids in situations that would make extreme sports participants sweat and engender countless lawsuits from parents. The idea is to teach the kids a lesson. (Lesson: your parents hate you.)
The film is very expressive. Its pointlessness is expressed cleverly by the dullness of the script and the plodding pace of the direction. Waterfalls cannot save the film. A "Lord of the Flies" ending with the kids killing Vic and becoming feral wouldn't have helped either, as the kids were almost as unlikable as Vic.
No, the best way to end this film would have been...about an hour sooner. Just stop after about a half-hour and have director Jeff Bleckner come onscreen and apologize. End film. Roll credits. Having Mr. Bleckner apologize for future projects, like "The Beast" (yes, the giant squid was his baby) would have been even better.
Root canals are more entertaining than this.
Like his English counterpart, Kevin Bacon has apparently never met a movie script he didn't like. Nothing is too hammy for the Bacon! Oooh, I'm bad...sorry!
This shotgun approach to accepting scripts leads to some excellent roles (Sleepers, Apollo 13, A Few Good Men), a lot of mediocre ones (Hollow Man, Stir of Echoes, The River Wild), and a few real stinkburgers.
This porker (ouch!) is one of the worst of the lot. Mr. Bacon plays a new-age outdoor guide to help kids. Sort of like outward bound, but even more pointless. He is constantly endangering the kids in situations that would make extreme sports participants sweat and engender countless lawsuits from parents. The idea is to teach the kids a lesson. (Lesson: your parents hate you.)
The film is very expressive. Its pointlessness is expressed cleverly by the dullness of the script and the plodding pace of the direction. Waterfalls cannot save the film. A "Lord of the Flies" ending with the kids killing Vic and becoming feral wouldn't have helped either, as the kids were almost as unlikable as Vic.
No, the best way to end this film would have been...about an hour sooner. Just stop after about a half-hour and have director Jeff Bleckner come onscreen and apologize. End film. Roll credits. Having Mr. Bleckner apologize for future projects, like "The Beast" (yes, the giant squid was his baby) would have been even better.
Root canals are more entertaining than this.