1992
1992 is
Die Hard in da Hood.
OK, that might actually give the impression that it's a better movie than it actually is. As far as urban thrillers go, it's passable - and despite what the trailer might lead you to think, it definitely isn't focused on the 1992 L.A. riots, which quickly become just background noise.
The film starts out giving the impression it's going to try to paint a much bigger picture of what went down on that ominous day of 1992. But as the movie goes on, it becomes an increasingly conventional heist story, and it grows more predictable by the minute.
This is also the last movie Ray Liotta finished before his untimely passing, and it's a shame it didn't give him a chance to play more than a thoroughly conventional baddie.
As for Tyrese Gibson, he's as far removed from his goofy character from the Fast & Furious movies as you could probably expect, and it's a nice change of pace; he really does a good job of carrying the movie on his shoulders.
Reagan
Twelve years ago, one of the greatest biopics ever made about an American president premiered in theaters;
Lincoln was directed by Steven Spielberg at the height of his powers and featured an absolutely brilliant performance by one of the greatest actors of all time, Daniel Day-Lewis.
This weekend, a movie about Ronald Reagan is being released through an indie distributor so obscure even I had never heard about it, and it features a thoroughly hammy lead performance by a Hollywood has-been. Oh, and it was directed by a complete hack called Sean McNamara.
What could account for the difference in the way these two presidents were treated when it came to their respective movies?
I honestly couldn't say; I haven't come across any stories in the trades that could help to shed some light into this enigma.
Reagan features performances that belong in a bad SNL sketch, with terrible makeup and cheap wigs; the cringeworthy script and the hoary cliches are worthy of a bad midnight movie, and the whole thing reeks of mediocrity in every imaginable way. There isn't a hint of subtlety or nuance; even the B-movies Reagan actually starred in were better than this.
In the time since Reagan was actually president, Robert Davi has gone from playing a Latin drug lord in a 007 movie to playing Soviet leader Leonid Brezhnev in this one. I think he was more convincing as the Latin drug lord, but it's awfully close.
The absolute worst impersonation of a former world leader probably has to go to Lesley-Anne Down, whose turn as Margaret Thatcher absolutely deserves to win a Razzie. It's enough to make you wonder if she's ever even seen any actual footage of Thatcher. It really has to be seen to be believed.
There is one bright spot in the cast for this movie: Peaches Quaid (Dennis's dog in real life) is credited as playing Reagan's dog. It is the only performance in the movie for which the actor was totally and unquestionably qualified.