"Idle Hands" Or should I say, "How Brian wished he was dead". This ultra assbackwards comedy horror flick should serve as a good example of the limits the human body has. One can only take so many poorly written jokes, one can only take so many unimaginative splatter shots, and one can only take Devon Sawa for more than 2 seconds. His raspy vocals coupled with his, probably, meth-enhanced performance is appalling. This coming so quickly after I was sure Jimmy Tuckett's "Clubland" performance was the worst of the year. This is the kind of film that believes more is more. I haven't seen a film that played at such an aggressive note in some time. It's assaultive to the senses. Using Dolby shocks more than you would like to believe, director Rodman Flender pretty much shows he has nothing up his sleeve. "Idle Hands" is supposed to be funny, but it's not. "Idle Hands" wants to scare you too, but it can't. Both are due to the laughably bad screenplay. It would be easy to accuse it of stealing - which it does in large amounts - but the screenwriters (this actually had two people's contributions) can't even make the elements that have worked before work for them. It's all just a big waste of film stock. Reliable talent like Seth Green just can't make this awful film any fun. And I love stoner humor too! Future Jennifer Love Hewitt, Jessica Alba, shows she nothing more than a pretty (real pretty) face. The rest of the actors are stuck just trying to scream above the soundtrack. While this isn't, this should be the last of the "Scream" type postmodern horror films. It's an idea that has run it's course, and an idea that didn't produce one good film.---------- 0
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