A film review by Kari G.
It’s that time again – the season of new goals, new resolutions, and new movies. Do you smell that ladies and gents? It’s Oscar season. However, instead of focusing on the main contenders and force-feeding tragedy and drama down your throats, I’m going to review a little movie called Yes Man, starring Jim Carrey of The Majestic, and Zooey Deschanel of “Frasier” (One episode, 2002).
RATING: 4/5 stars.
Though the film proved to be a step-up in comedy for ol’ Jim and held a great performance by Rhys Darby, there was something distracting that kept me from giving this movie a full five stars. What I found distracting was the plot line regarding Jim Carrey’s relationship with Zooey Deschanel and the film’s need to endorse incest so blatantly. Jim plays loser, mid-life crisis victim Carl, who, judging by the haircut and face wrinkles is clearly and definitely over 40 years old. Carl finds solace in consorting with an insane, vandalizing man played by that guy in all the Christopher Guest movies, and befriending people half his age…like Hyde from That 70s Show. Despite his innocent jokes, something about this youth-prone man was not to be trusted. And then it happened.
The film introduced Zooey Deschanel, an actress clearly at least 20 years younger than Carl, leading me to assume that he is her estranged father. I found this to be a pleasant turn for Carl’s character growth, and began to wonder why this film had been overlooked by the Hollywood Foreign Press…until they fucking kissed! Mind blown like Hugh Jackman in Swordfish, I tried to regain my composure as I watched date after date of this incest disaster. As the people around me in the dark theater laughed at Carl’s antics, I giggled nervously. Though I was a little off-put by the incest-driven love story bordering on pedophilia, I must give the movie credit for having the balls to get a film like this made. I commend Carrey for putting his career out there and boldly representing incest, which assumably will be the next social issue up for debate in our country’s future. I would also like to give Zooey huge props for having the guts to run her fingers through Carrey’s greying hair and caress the deep grooves in his wrinkly face as she made a statement to the world. A film like this should not go unnoticed, America, and that’s why I’ve chosen to review it…
…Wait. I’ve just been informed by another member of The Middlest Child that he actually wasn’t supposed to be her father…well, that’s embarrassing. Not for me, I spent the last election thinking that Sarah Palin was John McCain’s granddaughter. Embarrassing more for the producers and casting director. I apologize for my mistake, Jim and Zooey, but perhaps a better look at casting should’ve been in order. That, or a time machine to transport Jim Carrey back to an age where he could feasibly pull of dating Zooey Deschanel, which was probably in his elementary school years. The man looks old. All issues aside, the film was decently funny. Although, I’ll now have to take away a star for its lack of incesty balls.
REVISED RATING: 3/5 stars.
