by Tony Medley
Runtime 104 minutes.
Not for Children.
When that great scorekeeper in the sky comes to write of the awful films
of 2015, Entourage will be near the top of the list. If you are a fan of
the Home Box Office series that ran for eight years, youíre going to see
just more of the same. This is a story of four creepy guys in Hollywood,
and maybe itís accurate. Vince (Adrian Grenier, who is a Pete Sampras
lookalike) and his entourage, Eric (Kevin Connolly), turtle (Jerry
Ferrara), and brother Johnny (Kevin Dillon) are still involved with
former super-agent, Eric Gold (Jeremy Piven), who is now a studio head.
Eric Gold has signed a contract with Vince, who is now a superstar
actor, for him to direct and star in a movie that is over budget.
While that could have been interesting, the Entourage idea is to follow
these four low class creeps through Hollywood. All of the TV show was
showing them trying to make it, and thatís what this movie does. Not
only is it not funny or entertaining, it does not hold your interest and
it diminishes women to the point they are just there for sex. There
would be nothing wrong with the film that showed this side of Hollywood,
except that all the women in this film are willing to be disrespected
and take no great umbrage at it.
Billy Bob Thornton plays the money man behind the film and Haley Joel
Osmont plays his son who is a thorn in Vinceís side but still becomes a
creep like the other guys.
Perhaps the worst part of the film is the appearance of Ronda Rousey,
the Ultimate Fighting Championshipís undefeated bantamweight champion
and Olympic medalist in judo. She should stick to fighting. Every time
she recites a line itís clear that she belongs in the ring.
Since Entourage was a show on HBO, it could not have had a huge
audience, even though it got good ratings on the cable network. Iím sure
it will attract its TV audience, but that wonít be enough. This is just
another Hollywood movie about Hollywood that doesnít live up to its
promise. Like others of its ilk itís overflowing with cameos of real
life Hollywood people, narcissistic jocks, and even entrepeneurs, like Gary Busey, Bob Saget, Jessica Alba, Tom
Brady, Rob Gronkowski, Warren Buffett, Kelsey Grammer, Clay Matthews,
Liam Neeson, Russell Wilson, and, finally, the ultimate, Mark Wahlberg,
who produced the TV Show and the film and upon whose life the story is
loosely based. These appearances add nothing to a film that needs more
than just a bunch of big names popping in and out.
This is a film without a discernable protagonist to root for. When a
film doesnít have someone the audience likes, itís got a huge wall to
climb. None of the main characters in the film are sympathetic, so who
cares what happens to them?
I didnít and doubt if you will, either.