It had such promise. Don't know what I was expecting, but this wasn't it. Would like to say it was clever, fun and original. And for a while--just a little while--it was fun. I laughed at some of the lines. No, really, I did. There were some great takes on myths about America and Americans. And then...it all went to hell in the biggest handbasket I've ever seen.
For three quarters of the movie everything is warm and fuzzy. And then, I guess they lost the last part of the script and said "Oh, well. Let's just kill everyone."
Wouldn't you have liked to see Peter Coyote get his job back? Or better yet, frame one of his superiors, make it up with Mercedes Ruehl, maybe off the Louise Fletcher character (what a waste of a great actress) and go off to Barbados? Or what if each person had somehow each gotten their own dream? Or if Uncle Raj had gotten the cash to return to his home in India? I was even expecting to see Uncle Raj become involved with Victoria for a bit. Wouldn't that have been a cool pairing? Wouldn't it have been funny to either a) see her mellow out or b) him become avaricious and street smart? Wouldn't it have been a riot if they had stretched each new obstacle out a bit more? It could have been so funny....
But Nooooooooooooooooo! They turned it into a stereotypes on parade with Whoopi doing her cool earth mother routine yet AGAIN (since Celie, has she actually played any other character besides herself?) becoming the hero because she's a cool earth mother. Boring!
