The two 'heroines' of this piece make for the most unconvincing hitpeople I've ever seen in any media, but that isn't really the point. The fact is, this is supposed to be a JOKE... that these two girlie girls who seem obsessed with all things cute and feminine, are so relaxed and detached from their everyday job of laying out their targets on a slab. We're meant to find their quirks endearing too, I guess... such as in the opening scene, when they're dressed as nuns delivering a pizza (with machine gun hidden underneath, of course.) But, does it work?
Not in the slightest. The dialogue is self-consciously wacky, to a degree that we KNOW we're not watching flesh and blood individuals, but characters dreamed up by a bad scriptwriter that lack any validity whatsoever. People come and go, either being shot by our feisty duo or uttering a few lines before disappearing for good. They all have one thing in common though: never doing anything or saying anything remotely interesting, in what is a tedious slog of a motion picture which will be testing the strength of your eyelids from the get-go.
The late great James Gandolfini plays their latest victim, a terminally ill crook who seems remarkably at peace with his fate. In a better written film, his conversations of life and love with the girls might have been moving passages. Instead, they come across as forced and unemotional garbage, and because they take up most of the length, only add to the feeling you could be doing something much better with your hollow life. In fact, with three characters named after flowers (Daisy, Violet, Rose) all we needed was a Hyacinth to complete the Bucket Sisters from the classic sitcom Keeping Up Appearances.
Useless trivia, I know. But FAR more intriguing to dwell on than anything else in this snore inducing cure for insomnia. 2/10
Not in the slightest. The dialogue is self-consciously wacky, to a degree that we KNOW we're not watching flesh and blood individuals, but characters dreamed up by a bad scriptwriter that lack any validity whatsoever. People come and go, either being shot by our feisty duo or uttering a few lines before disappearing for good. They all have one thing in common though: never doing anything or saying anything remotely interesting, in what is a tedious slog of a motion picture which will be testing the strength of your eyelids from the get-go.
The late great James Gandolfini plays their latest victim, a terminally ill crook who seems remarkably at peace with his fate. In a better written film, his conversations of life and love with the girls might have been moving passages. Instead, they come across as forced and unemotional garbage, and because they take up most of the length, only add to the feeling you could be doing something much better with your hollow life. In fact, with three characters named after flowers (Daisy, Violet, Rose) all we needed was a Hyacinth to complete the Bucket Sisters from the classic sitcom Keeping Up Appearances.
Useless trivia, I know. But FAR more intriguing to dwell on than anything else in this snore inducing cure for insomnia. 2/10