Kryptonite

Barebones about
Hollywoodland (2006)

The committee that wrote the script decided to embellish the scenario with hokey, useless “back stories” (the bane of post-1970s commercial American film). A lot of people have criticized the casting, but, to these eyes, there’s absolutely nothing wrong with anyone in the film — not even Benifer. The film’s just not terribly committed to its own subject...they drag in two subplots that have nothing to do with anything (one, involving Adrian Brody’s son, is aching to be poignant but is merely irritating)...a lot of contemporary Hollywood hacks are apparently very concerned about appeasing (imagined?) fringe factions of the audience and employ such tactical digressions...or perhaps they’re all-too aware that the George Reeves story in and of itself couldn’t extend beyond a 47-minute running time.

Technically, there were three or four scenes in which the dialogue was unintelligible. With all the technology at their disposal, I’m surprised Universal let these scenes go without post-dubbing. Also, whatever film school grad “directed” the thing allowed the lighting to go to extremes: too many moods are signaled and underlined by the cosmetics of the image. When you sit there noticing this kind of shit, you know it’s not working.

Available from Amazon