After my favorite person on the planet told me that Walk Hard: The Dewey Cox Story was a great movie, I figured I probably wouldn't like it. You see, we don't always share the same tastes in movies. When 9 times out of 10 I love what he hates and vice versa, I just knew it was going to be only hum-drum.
But I was pleasantly surprised.
Sure, it had a whole bunch of groaner comedic moments mostly revolving around the tongue-in-cheek scenes, but all in all, it was a really good movie.
Dewey Cox was just a small tot when his younger brother, Nate, died. He and Nate were very close and believed that because they were so young, they had long lives ahead of them. To prove this, they did all sorts of death-defying stunts that no one over the age of 21 would dare be stupid enough to try....unless they were into extreme sports, that is. One of the stunts they did was to get into a play sword fight and with one small slip of the machete, Dewey's brother died, resulting in about the cruelest words that could ever be said from a parent to a child.
After that, Dewey found his talent in the music industry as a singer-songwriter and as a prodigy guitarist and even found himself with a number one hit just 35 minutes after making the record. But this success did not change the way that his dad felt about the wrong kid dying, so with that, at the ripe young age of 14, Dewey left home to live with his girlfriend, Edith (girlfriend turned wife, turned baby-maker) and to pursue his music.
Many babies and pets later, he fell in love with another girl on the road, Darlene, and that's when everything started going down hill. Which girl did he want to be with? And which was more important to him...his music or his family?
The funniest scenes, I thought, were the discoveries he would make as his friends were doing drugs, and thru the years, the different drugs that they had been advanced to. Each time, he was told "you don't want to do this" but each drug was described in such a way that only the purist of souls wouldn't want to at least give it a whirl...because just once would never hurt you, right?
Having seen Chicago, I already knew that John C. Reilly had a good singing voice, but the previews all showed the Bob Dylan type songs, which I do not care for Bob Dylan, so I pictured myself squirming in my seat waiting for the songs to hurry up and end. Luckily, they just had that one snippet of the Bob Dylan song and the rest were pretty good. My favorite was Take My Hand which was the 60's love song they played in the trailer. While I enjoyed listening to it, it did not have the affect on me that it did all the women in the movie....I had absolutely no urge to rip off my shirt to show everyone my bra.
More groans than laughs, but the laughs were still plentiful and the music was mostly good, and there was also a bit of a heart warming story in there as well, so I would recommend this one.
Vixy :]
Sunday, December 30, 2007
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