A Film Review By The Mike
|Rating:Rated PG-13 for mild kung-fu violence, excessive cleavage use, a chick who likes rough sex, and a horse urinating
Starring: Jackie Chan, Jennifer Love Hewitt, Jason Isaacs, Debi Mazar, Peter Stormare
Directed By:Kevin Donavon
This movie opens with a shot of a horse urinating. Let me restate this for safety’s sake…This movie opens with a horse urinating.
Now that I’m past that, let’s talk a bit about The Tuxedo, Jackie Chan’s latest in a string of “Wow, if I put someone else next to me that American audiences know then I will get more money” films. After teaming with Chris Tucker and Owen Wilson, Chan gets a film with a less comedic partner, the ever-enticing Jennifer Love Hewitt. Chan plays Jimmy Tong, a cabbie turned driver for Bond-like agent Clark Devlin (Isaacs in a fun role). Devlin possesses a tuxedo which makes its wearer both a ass-kicker and soul singer/dancer (There could have been a lot more done with the suit, but these two possibilities take up enough of the plot as is.). When Devlin goes down in the line of duty, Tong must replace him, in his tuxedo, and team with rookie agent Del Blaine (Hewitt), to take down a ruthless tyrant who wants to (you guessed it) conquer the world.
The Tuxedo is one of the most ludicrous plots ever put on film. Not that that is a bad thing. Several films with more ludicrous plots have worked, going back to the king of ludicrous plots, Time after Time. The Tuxedo is a silly idea, but it is also a well-conceived one, and gets bonus points for imagination.
The film goes astray at many points unfortunately. The entire scene where Tong tries to get information from the villain’s fiancee is insanely idiotic, and even someone as nuts as I has to wonder why it made the film. There are also little problems (Tong’s friend at the beginning magically disappears from the film after his one scene…why he was even there baffles me) that take away from the quality of the film. The direction is standard for a film of this sort, and outside of an unnecessary slow-mo shot of Hewitt walking next to the pool in a quasi-revealing dress, none of the filmmaking stands out.
For what it is, the film is well acted, but it’s nothing to write home about. Chan does his usual, and Hewitt is adequate for what she’s supposed to be. The annoying Debi Mazar shows up in a role that is never explained, and Peter Stormare is wasted as an underling of the villain. The aforementioned villain, played by Ritchie Coster (who’s biggest role before this was as a newspaper vendor in 15 Minutes), is bad, but luckily he doesn’t have much to work with.
What The Tuxedo does have is an air of lightheartedness. At a time of year when we’re being bombarded with franchise pictures like Bond, Potter, and Lector, It’s good to see something with a fresh and fun outlook. It’s not a blockbuster, and it shouldn’t be, but at least it’s innocent and fun.
When I look back at this film, I realize a good time was had. It had some fun actions scenes (The chase between Devlin’s car and an unmanned skateboard is a standout, An excessive amount of the overly-hot Hewitt (Did I mention yet that she’s HOT?), some fun supporting characters (Devlin and Stormare, despite being underused), and a hilarious post-climactic “operation”. There’s no reason not to recommend this movie. Well, except the fact that it’s not a good movie. But that’s inconsequential! Besides, someone on this website has to say something nice once in awhile!