| When in Rome (1/10) by Tony Medley Run time 91 minutes. OK for children. I first saw “Three Coins in 
		the Fountain” at the Egyptian Theater in Hollywood. There was a replica 
		of Trevi Fountain (the fountain in Rome into which the three coins were 
		thrown) in the lobby. It was a charming, entertaining film. So I was 
		looking forward to this, thinking it would be similar. However, it would be hard 
		to concoct a more inane movie than this. I didn’t know much about it 
		until I got to the screening. Even though I was looking forward to it, 
		when I read the Notes and I saw that it was directed by Mark Steven 
		Johnson, who was responsible for “Daredevil” (2003), a groaner if ever 
		there was one, my expectations dove. They continued to plummet 
		after the opening titles. Low as is my opinion of Johnson, I can’t think 
		of a director who could bring life to this bereft script (David Diamond 
		& David Weissman).  Actually, they were working 
		with a story that had possibilities. A job-oriented woman, Beth (Kristen 
		Bell), who has just been dumped by her boyfriend (confirmed in a scene 
		that defies credulity), goes to Rome for the marriage of her younger 
		sister, Joan (Alexis Dziena). There she meets a guy, Nick (Josh 
		Duhamel), she likes. But he disappoints her as a result of a 
		misunderstanding. She jumps in and disdainfully plucks magic coins from 
		a fountain of love, thrown by four hopeful lovers, in the words of 
		“Three Coins in the Fountain.” When she takes the coins out of the 
		fountain, it supernaturally ignites the passions of those who threw them 
		in, all of them unattractive:  a sausage magnate, Al (Danny Devito), a 
		street magician, Lance (Jon Heder), a painter, Antonio (Will Arnett), 
		and a narcissistic 
		model, Gale (Dax Shepard).  Meanwhile, Nick pursues her, too. This could have been gold 
		in the hands of someone like Leo McCarey and a competent cast. But 
		Johnson and his scriptwriters completely drop the ball, and the cast 
		screams lack of talent. There are so many annoying things about this 
		movie it’s hard to single them out. The script is so moronic 
		that it is difficult to rate actors who have to mouth the blather and 
		act out the contrived scenes. Even so, some are grating on their own, 
		regardless of what they are saying. Suffice it to say that the majority 
		of the actors, especially Bobby Moynihan (from Saturday Night Live), who 
		plays Puck, one of Nick’s friends, and Dziena, are so irritating they 
		could seamlessly fit into the worst chick flick. Bell is particularly 
		unsympathetic. The script is grating, to be sure, but Bell adds nothing 
		that would make one empathetic with her.  The four guys pursuing Beth 
		do the best with what they are given. If any of them stands out, it’s Heder. All four are supposed to disagreeable, and they are. Beth and 
		Joan, on the other hand, aren’t supposed to be disagreeable, but they are.  There are only two 
		redeeming virtues in this thing. The shots of Rome are pretty good, like 
		a travelogue. But Johnson even screws this up. Apparently intent on 
		showing the Vatican, he has a cab drive Beth to her hotel through St. 
		Peter’s Square. There is no hotel in Rome that would have a route 
		through the Vatican to get there, unless you were starting at the 
		Vatican which Beth wasn’t. Alone among the cast, 
		Duhamel overcame the drivel. He’s not in that many scenes, as it’s a 
		story about Beth, but if the film has any bright spot, it’s Josh. January 28, 2010 |