OK, this movie got a lot of great press. Everyone was praising it, calling it a great movie. So when the stepsister rented it, I sat down and watched it.
I want my 75 minutes back.
I fail to see what is soo good in any way, shape or form about this hour-long session of people staring at the camera blankly (no, not the audience, the acting).
I was honestly surprised by Napoleon Dynamite. It was so bad, I could hardly believe what I was seeing. There are no characters, just a few stereotypes wandering around. By the end of it, they all looked the same and spoke in the same monotone I was having trouble telling everyone apart.
The extent of the character development was giving each character a name and an occupation or hobby, and that's about it.
There was no real plot, and none of the characters seemed to have any motivation. In fact, the only good thing about the movie - the final dance scene - just began on its own, coming from nowhere with a pounding track. While I was watching this movie I kept asking "Where is this happening? What's going on?" The acting was high school drama quality, with stiff wooden delivery, as though the actors were reading from cue cards without comprehending their lines. Their trouble delivering lines was made even more obvious by horrible sound design. The limited ADR sounded like it was recorded in an open room. And to cap it all off, half the actors didn't even bother opening their mouths when they spoke.
The actors were constantly taking obvious care to hit their marks, looking almost robotic in their movements. So, these listless automatons are whisked through a series of implausible and confusing scenarios, often without even the benefit of transition scenes. They were here, now they're there. This was happening, now that's happening. Random scenes with little rhyme or reason.
This movie made absolutely no sense. The whole fiasco was polished by the fact that there was no ending. The Peruvian kid, or Spanish, or Mexican, or whatever the hell he was (no one actually mentioned his home country's name in comprehensible English) was running for school captain, and had to perform a skit. Napoleon dances. Suddenly we see the ethnic (for want of a better word) guy cutting a cake. Then we see the sleazy uncle (whose character had a tiny gleam of promise which was flushed down the toilet anyway) practicing football as though it's a new thing, despite the fact that he spent a quarter of the movie doing the same thing. Then suddenly Napoleon and his girlfriend are playing ball. There's no resolution of the under-focused conflict that supposedly went on between them (the uncle might have suggested that Napoleon wanted her less flat-chested, or Napoleon could have suggested she cram a spoon into one of her pores, I have a hard time telling which), and everything's just happy dandy
This film made no sense! Why does it get such praise? No one has yet to give me any convincing reasons, but after asking about a hundred people "Why is it so good" you'd think I could get more than "It just is!" Not even worth renting. Being perfectly honest, this film makes one of Uwe Boll's look like Shakespeare!
I want my 75 minutes back.
I fail to see what is soo good in any way, shape or form about this hour-long session of people staring at the camera blankly (no, not the audience, the acting).
I was honestly surprised by Napoleon Dynamite. It was so bad, I could hardly believe what I was seeing. There are no characters, just a few stereotypes wandering around. By the end of it, they all looked the same and spoke in the same monotone I was having trouble telling everyone apart.
The extent of the character development was giving each character a name and an occupation or hobby, and that's about it.
There was no real plot, and none of the characters seemed to have any motivation. In fact, the only good thing about the movie - the final dance scene - just began on its own, coming from nowhere with a pounding track. While I was watching this movie I kept asking "Where is this happening? What's going on?" The acting was high school drama quality, with stiff wooden delivery, as though the actors were reading from cue cards without comprehending their lines. Their trouble delivering lines was made even more obvious by horrible sound design. The limited ADR sounded like it was recorded in an open room. And to cap it all off, half the actors didn't even bother opening their mouths when they spoke.
The actors were constantly taking obvious care to hit their marks, looking almost robotic in their movements. So, these listless automatons are whisked through a series of implausible and confusing scenarios, often without even the benefit of transition scenes. They were here, now they're there. This was happening, now that's happening. Random scenes with little rhyme or reason.
This movie made absolutely no sense. The whole fiasco was polished by the fact that there was no ending. The Peruvian kid, or Spanish, or Mexican, or whatever the hell he was (no one actually mentioned his home country's name in comprehensible English) was running for school captain, and had to perform a skit. Napoleon dances. Suddenly we see the ethnic (for want of a better word) guy cutting a cake. Then we see the sleazy uncle (whose character had a tiny gleam of promise which was flushed down the toilet anyway) practicing football as though it's a new thing, despite the fact that he spent a quarter of the movie doing the same thing. Then suddenly Napoleon and his girlfriend are playing ball. There's no resolution of the under-focused conflict that supposedly went on between them (the uncle might have suggested that Napoleon wanted her less flat-chested, or Napoleon could have suggested she cram a spoon into one of her pores, I have a hard time telling which), and everything's just happy dandy
This film made no sense! Why does it get such praise? No one has yet to give me any convincing reasons, but after asking about a hundred people "Why is it so good" you'd think I could get more than "It just is!" Not even worth renting. Being perfectly honest, this film makes one of Uwe Boll's look like Shakespeare!
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