Out of print for more than 30 years, now available for the first time as
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Notre Dame Coach Digger Phelps said, "I used this book as an inspiration
for the biggest win of my career when we ended UCLA's all-time 88-game
winning streak in 1974."
more than 40 hours of interviews with Coach Wooden, learn about the man behind the coach.
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Ghosts of Girlfriends Past (1/10)
by Tony Medley
Runtime 100 minutes.
Not for children.
What happens when the immovable object, like
Matthew McConaughey, who has made a string of bombs longer than Wilt
Chamberlain’s arm, meets the irresistible force, like Mark Waters, who
directed two of this century’s best comedies, “Freaky Friday” (2003) and
“Mean Girls” (2004)? Since this is a director’s medium, one would think
the smart money would be on Waters.
Alas, the smart money is not always right.
McConaughey emerges victorious in this vacuous, unfunny attempt at
humor. Maybe Waters can blame writers Jon Lucas & Scott Moore along with
McConaughey, although Matthew seems to have a genius for picking
horrible material. Then, again, maybe I give Matthew too much credit.
Maybe he is nothing more than a beautiful smile.
The movie started so poorly that I leaned over
to the beautiful 20-something girl sitting next to me and asked if she
thought this was as a bad as I did after four minutes. She said she did.
Photographer Connor Mead is a shallow bachelor
who disdains commitment. I can’t imagine any woman spending any time
with him, much less with her clothes off, regardless of how cute he
might be. He is a consummate jerk. He goes to the wedding of his
brother, Paul (Breckin Meyer), where he comes across the girlfriend of
his youth, Jenny Perotti (Jennifer Garner). What proceeds is predictable
as Connor just about ruins his brother’s wedding, but, hey, maybe he can
hook up with Jenny again.
This is a takeoff on Charles Dickens’ “The
Christmas Carol” as Connor is visited by his dead Uncle Wayne (Michael
Douglas, in a dispiriting performance) and then ghosts of girlfriends
past, Allison Vandermeersh (Emma Stone, who gives the only good
performance in the movie, and it is an exceptional outing, indeed),
present, Melanie (Noureen DeWulf), who is not really dead, and future
(Olga Maliouk), an unspeaking, ethereal beauty.
There is not a believable character in the
entire movie. The setup at the beginning of the movie, where we see
Connor in action as a professional photographer, is so ridiculous it’s
obvious Waters knows nothing about photography and didn’t care enough to
hire an advisor to create some believability. After the opening scenes
the movie just plunges downhill.
I would say that this was a complete and utter
waste of time and talent, but, except for Emma Stone, I didn’t see any