Let me start by telling you what I liked about A Thousand Words. It won't take long. There is a touching thirty seconds at the end of the movie. I laughed a couple times in the middle of the movie. For the adolescent boys out there, there is a scene where Eddie Murphy's sexy wife is dressed in a dominatrix outfit. That's about it. Aside from destroying the wife's acting career in place for a modeling career, this movie achieved nothing.
The writing was awful. This is the most surprising part of this movie. With the writer of Seinfeld and Saturday Night Live, I expected so much more. When you completely freeze the storyline to go on a rant about the joys of living the furry lifestyle, however, you know you have lost your touch. I know some of the actors in this movie are good. With the word garbage they had to spew, it didn't matter. No actor could have turned this movie into gold .or silver or bronze.
As for the storyline no. It's bad enough when you base a movie on a gimmick. But to not do anything interesting with that gimmick is pathetic. The movie is so linear that I was preparing for a nap in the middle of it. The only time that it breaks away from the unrelentingly obvious storyline is the end—where the entirety of the movie falls off a steep cliff to die a most horrible death. I want to go find its corpse so I can throw a gallon of acid on ii so no one ever has to lay eyes on it again.
As for Eddie Murphy. I believe I speak for everyone when I call for his retirement from acting. Just admit it: you can't act. Your early movies propelled you to fame because you were surrounded by great actors. On your own, you are nothing. Take up producing or something else in Hollywood, please. For the good of movies, you must leave. I would love it if you left Hollywood altogether. But please stay in California. The other 49 states don't want you.
It goes without saying that you should not go to this movie. You will either be paying for a very expensive nap or—like me—just enjoy the pain of watching the medium of film being defiled. Eddie Murphy is raping the movie industry. He must be prosecuted and exiled. If our Hollywood elders cannot do this, the people will rise up against him. We will chant as one, "No! We will not eat cake!" Then we shall chase him out of France.
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The writing was awful. This is the most surprising part of this movie. With the writer of Seinfeld and Saturday Night Live, I expected so much more. When you completely freeze the storyline to go on a rant about the joys of living the furry lifestyle, however, you know you have lost your touch. I know some of the actors in this movie are good. With the word garbage they had to spew, it didn't matter. No actor could have turned this movie into gold .or silver or bronze.
As for the storyline no. It's bad enough when you base a movie on a gimmick. But to not do anything interesting with that gimmick is pathetic. The movie is so linear that I was preparing for a nap in the middle of it. The only time that it breaks away from the unrelentingly obvious storyline is the end—where the entirety of the movie falls off a steep cliff to die a most horrible death. I want to go find its corpse so I can throw a gallon of acid on ii so no one ever has to lay eyes on it again.
As for Eddie Murphy. I believe I speak for everyone when I call for his retirement from acting. Just admit it: you can't act. Your early movies propelled you to fame because you were surrounded by great actors. On your own, you are nothing. Take up producing or something else in Hollywood, please. For the good of movies, you must leave. I would love it if you left Hollywood altogether. But please stay in California. The other 49 states don't want you.
It goes without saying that you should not go to this movie. You will either be paying for a very expensive nap or—like me—just enjoy the pain of watching the medium of film being defiled. Eddie Murphy is raping the movie industry. He must be prosecuted and exiled. If our Hollywood elders cannot do this, the people will rise up against him. We will chant as one, "No! We will not eat cake!" Then we shall chase him out of France.
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