Sunday, September 05, 2010

Movie Review: I Don't Hate Las Vegas Anymore

Saw this mess on IFC last night and had to watch it. The website says it better than I remember the DVR synopsis:
I Don't Hate Las Vegas Anymore is a real-life documentary comedy about a filmmaker who takes a road trip to Las Vegas with his father and half-brother in an attempt to prove the existence of God. He posits that if God exists, and if God is indeed omniscient, omnipotent and omnibenevolent, then all the filmmaker has to do is roll the camera and let God direct the movie. But the movie isn't going in the direction the filmmaker would like, and so the filmmaker attempts to force God's hand by trying to persuade his father and half-brother to take Ecstasy with him. When they refuse, things quickly start to unravel.

Sounds a little bit fun, huh? Crazy, even! No, not so much.

Spoilers abound, so if you're actually thinking of seeing this, stop reading.

Here's not just the plot but the experience of watching this film - with bullets!
  • Filmmaker whines and pines and is unsteady on his project for 10 minutes
  • Whining and complaining about driving from a bad back-seat angle for 15 minutes
  • Filmmaker whines at his dad for 30 minutes to take the ecstacy
  • Filmmaker takes the ecstacy alone
  • Filmmaker gets high
  • Filmmaker argues with Dad more to find he's taken the ecstacy
  • 15 minutes of meaningful conversation over double-exposed, upside-down film
  • Dad lays down then leaves to gamble
  • Filmmaker whines more
  • Filmmaker's sound chick apparently disappeared because she's an alcoholic
  • Confessionals where everyone's a fucking mess for staying up all night and half-brother is a dick about how bad the movie's going to suck
  • Unnecessary exposition at the end by Filmmaker rehashing the alcoholic sound chick and some family stuff
  • Everything above tinged by "God loves us and wants to make this happen."

Terrible, terrible, terrible. Stay away. Do not want.

And yet if shit like this can get on IFC, my movie-making dreams may come true. At least on cable.


Randal Graves said...

I don't know man, wasn't there at least a bit of an Ed Wood quality to it? I'm jonesing for a truly awful, yet simultaneously entertaining, trainwreck of a film.

Ricky Shambles said...

Randal- Thanks for the comment, but: NO. I, too, seek out the truly horrible in order to either enjoy it for its simple terrible-ness or at least some bastion of schadenfreude. None were evident.

There were no tones of Ed Wood or anything else. Perhaps in a second viewing I'd see some bits of OMG, but it was just streaming disappointment, a minor expectation that was almost met but failed horribly.

It didn't make me laugh at poor production, didn't make me rejoice in the minuscule moment of meaning, but made me sad: this was something that could've been a 15-minute, awful YouTube video and they not only made it a whole movie, but got it onto IFC. Tragic at best.