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Typical 1990s macho bang bang swagger, but this time copied from the much better art house film Liquid Sky. Watch that instead. Unless you are looking for empty headed revenge porn. The problem with this database is having to fill in all five hundred required characters when there isn't that much that there is to say about the film. It isn't memorable. It isn't even Dolph Lundgren at his best. Then again, just because a guy has three doctorates doesn't mean he can act. Just look for Liquid Sky. It's a lot more interesting and will spark better conversation afterward. If you still need Kung Fu cop action, go watch a Rush Hour movie.

A pale mimeograph of the original film. Why was this picture even made? I can understand Brooks wanting to bring The Producers to the stage. It was a lifelong ambition. That he was able to find talent in this day and age to approximate the originals is surprising. But, was it necessary to remake the film? No. A resounding no. Nathan Lane is not Zero Mostel. Matthew Broderick is no Gene Wilder. This 2005 fair attempt becomes a travesty in comparison with one of the greatest films of the 20th Century. This film is but a pale mimeograph of the original, a work the likes of which I do not expect to see repeated in my lifetime. Remaking The Producers on film is like remaking Citizen Kane or 2001:A Space Odyssey. The thought almost verges on blasphemy. If this 2005 outing were better than the original it might be forgiven but it is, as someone once said of the Coburn "Flint" films, road-show James Bond (an unearned comparison; the Flint films are marvelous; oh, and Derek Flint was not a rapist). The Producers (2005) is road-show Mel Brooks. The whole production should have been left on the stage where it was intended. All admirable talent, but wasted on a Sisyfusian effort to outshine perfection that was achieved in 1967 and shall never be eclipsed. This is Brooks's moment of hubris. He thought he could outdo himself, or find a new audience in a new age. One last hurrah, I suppose. If only he had not made this film. Everything would have been all right. Now it exists forever, a mentally disabled sibling living in the shadow of the supremely accomplished elder statesman. I like the actors, I like the way they played the characters; they were the best choices anyone could make. But taking it from stage to screen is just an insult to the irreplaceable. I cannot watch the entire film. I do not want to experience another bleeding ulcer. If you like The Producers (2005) all well and good. Do not watch the original, then. That's all the warning I can give you.

I look at Zack Snyder's Rebel Moon and see a gussied up remake of Battle Bayond the Stars. There is even the same ship as the old movie in the preview video at about 1:55. Bad guys threaten peaceful farming world, plucky hero has to voyage space to find some down on their luck mercenaries to save the day. Replace Richard Thomas with a Battle Angel Alita wanna be (more plagiarism) to be gender smart and you have yourself a holiday blockbuster. Hollywood once again proclaiming how bankrupt it has been for the past fifty years. I can only wonder who keeps reinforcing the myth that Mr. Snyder has ever had an original idea in his life.