Numbskulls hard to watch
TO get anything worthwhile from The Watch, best bring along a lot of patience and forgiveness and leave your long- term memory at home.
For if you begin to remember how funny stars Ben Stiller and Vince Vaughn used to be, their new movie can get kind of sad at times.
In the leading role, Stiller serves up yet another one of his passive- aggressive control- freak wimps. These Greg Fockerish characters are getting increasingly hard to like. Let alone laugh at.
Vaughn just rushes through his work on one of two settings: twitchy or tetchy.
The pair spearhead a numbskull neighbourhood watch group that somehow stumbles upon an imminent alien invasion.
The big takeover of our planet is going to start at a discount shopping warehouse and, naturally, the local cops fail to heed repeated warnings of the catastrophe about to happen.
The threat of an extra- terrestrial attack is shoved to one side for the first two acts of The Watch. Probably a good idea. Last year’s UK cult hit Attack the Block used up all the good material on the suburbanites- versus- space front.
Instead, the jokey focus stays on the deluded dynamics afoot inside Stiller and Vaughn’s mini- militia, of which Jonah Hill ( wasted as a disturbed weapons nut) and The IT Crowd’s Richard Ayoade ( a standout as a kinky Brit just in it in for the chicks) are also key members.
There is bickering. Brewskis. Bonding. Some more bickering. And so on.
Writing team Seth Rogen and Evan Goldberg punched up the script of The Watch and they’re swinging and missing a hell of a lot here.
Compared to the ha- ha handiwork of Rogen and Goldberg on Superbad and Pineapple Express, this is very ho- hum stuff.
This is not to say The Watch is without its share of quality comedy moments. When they do occur, the laughs are earned legitimately.
However, the movie has a chronic habit of suddenly switching from amusing its audience to seemingly amusing itself.
You’ll know what I mean when you see The Watch. The same gags are looped over and over again with only the slightest of variations, usually to do with the pointing of guns or groins.
The production sure looks like it would have been great fun to make, but the party clearly stopped happening whenever the cameras started up.
Now showing Village Cinemas