Mix schlocky simply hilarious Hollywood hack dialogue with every bit schlocky but hilarious Hollywood hack plotting, and you get a potent one-ii sucker dial to your intellect...I call it...THE SKULLS. A delightfully silly movie, it moves briskly through semi-serious conflicts and silly conspiracies, and all with the the intelligence of your average CBS movie of the week. Only information technology has a sense of momentum that y'all can't escape, and soon your on a ride that combines equal parts laughs and smiles, nothing as well grim, but a (for what it is) fanatical devotion to its ain plot devices. The maguffin of the Skulls society is their rule book, a device that comes to charming employ late in the moving picture. William Peterson'south senator reminds Joshua Jackson repeatedly that every conflict, every ordeal, tin be solved within the rule book...and indeed within the world of the Skulls, this book does hold all the answers. Dropping hints here and there as to how it'll all terminate, the film has a charming level of mystery, no more sinister or thrilling than The Da Vinci Lawmaking, but thankfully much less serious in its handling.
One of my favorite scenes is i of the stupidest. The chosen boys are given a grand reception with the many distinguished alumni on a remote island that at times resembles Alcatraz and Hogwarts School for Wizards. The boys are given expensive diving watches (an obvious product placement) and then dressed in tuxedos where they shake easily and shift uncomfortably in their cumberbunds...until the director inexplicably cranks out Creed onto the soundtrack ("Can You Take Me Higher" no less!) and and so this huge door opens and out walk any waif models were hot in 2000. And they strut out as if on a runway, no sense of acting in any of their faces, and information technology's pure schlock...and I love it!
Rob Cohen went on to Thirty and then tanked with Stealth, but this shows what people in Hollywood saw in the guy. The moving-picture show is fun, never too heavy, and perfectly suited for a fall evening with your none-too-intellectual school friends OR consumed in 12 minute intervals on TNT. Information technology'southward plotted swiftly and compellingly enough to justify its running time...some other laurels not bestowed on The Da Vinci Code. Basically, information technology'south perfectly mindless, harmless fun, with a better than average cast who seem to revel in the camp of it all. Enjoy when you got nothing better to do.
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