Kiss Kiss Bang Bang A Disaster

Woah, was I excited when Val Kilmer was to appear in this exciting new film with the limited release. My bias for the man as an actor after his potrayal of Doc Holiday in Tombstone, and roles in films previous, lept me to the theatre pronto. It enabled me to see past the latest ressurrection of Robert Downey Jr., who's acting career has been nothing better than a fizzy raft of effevessence in a glass of water and Alka Seltzer outside of his boon-doggling and drug vices in the last couple of decades.

If I was 19 or 20 all over again, Kiss Kiss Bang Bang, might be my Pulp Fiction. And as I will not comment about a certain directors' arguable or alleged genius, K.K.B.B.'s director's muses must have been similar , what with the graphic content, and the story-telling device of soliloquy and other noir-esque, kitchy film tools.

I was not aroused much by this film. It was as wanna-be and cliche as they come. Though the cast and crew probably had a blast making it, it was all too 'try not to be gratuitous', but show the tits and ass we want to see as the audience anyway. As an audience member, I don't want the content to be predictable.

Moreover, I don't want the plot to be uber complicated to try and make you forget that some guys finger was severed and an animal scurried off with it in several other films in our viewers' memories.

Look, if you like a good car chase, go see it. If you love Val, definitely go see it; he's the only actor in Holly-town (outside of Anthony Hopkins, maybe....god that was arbitrary, just because he's a knight, makes him the only other actor I deem capable) that could pull off a homocidal homosexual private investigator/ hitman in Tinseltown. If you are a Robert Downey hag from the 80's......mmm, 50/50.

You might not care that he still looks the same, only older, and that he still smokes. Fact of the matter, is that it's not the worst piece of garbage to come out of Hollywood in '05, and it's not, not, not going to be recognized by the Academy of Arts and Sciences, but it's a ride nonetheless.

See it, smell it, cringe with the amount of Home Alone-typed pain one character can endure throughout the course of the movie, go home, puke, and go to bed. Wake up the next day, go to Wally World, and it'll be out on DVD brand new for $9.95, before you can say Kiss Kiss Bang Bang.