Ann Curry Piledrives Rev. Warren [Short Ends]
Gawker: defamer —
... away and let the NY Times's A.O. Scott do the talking: "Frankly, though, I don’t see how any review could really spoil what may be among the most transcendently, eye-poppingly, call-your-friend-ranting-in-the-middle-of-the-night-just-to-go-over-it-one-more-time crazily awful motion pictures ever made. I would tell you to go out and see it for yourself, but you might take that as a recommendation rather than a plea for corroboration. Did I really see what I thought I saw?" Keep reading. He goes on like this at some length. ...
7 Pounds: "Transcendently, eye-poppingly...crazily awful"
Oh No They Didn't! —
... — is another matter entirely. But maybe I’m approaching this in the wrong way. Maybe “Seven Pounds” isn’t a spiritual parable about redemption or forgiveness or salvation or whatever, but rather a collection of practical lessons. Don’t drive while using a BlackBerry. Fertilize your rose bushes with banana peels — sorry, that was a spoiler. But please, whatever you do, don’t touch the jellyfish. I’m serious. Don’t. I fucking love A.O. Scott. Source
Movie Review - Seven Pounds - An I.R.S. Do-Gooder and Other Strangeness - NYTimes.com
A List Of Things Thrown Five Minutes Ago —
I AM (PERHAPS NOT) LEGEND: It has been seven years (Ali) since Will Smith released a movie that did not gross over $130M. Tony Scott suggests that Seven Pounds might be different: ...
Seven Pounds Review
FilmoFilia —
... then behind fleeting shadows of anguish or malice. The music (Angelo Milli’s score and a handful of emotive pop songs) combines with the deep colors of Philippe Le Sourd’s cinematography to summon up intensities of sentiment not yet arrived at by the narrative, creating an interesting frisson of suspense. After a while, though, as the pieces of the puzzle snap together, curiosity gives way to incredulity…full story [The New York Times] ...
Slow Clap For A.O. Scott
The Reeler —
[image] Tony Scott is a guy upon whom I've dumped untold barrels of shit here over the years, but after his review today of Seven Pounds -- the most gleeful, funny, withering and essential pan The Times has run in quite a while -- you know what? All is forgiven. Tony, I'm sorry I ever doubted you; you're OK in my book. How could you not be? Near the end of Seven Pounds a carefully laminated piece of paper appears, on which someone has written, “DO NOT TOUCH THE JELLYFISH.” I wouldn’t dream of it, and I’ll take the message as a warning not to divulge the astonishing ...
Seven Deadly Sins
Carpetbagger —
There were people murmuring about the Oscar prospects of “Seven Pounds.” And then someone saw it : So instead of spelling out what happens in “Seven Pounds,” I’ll just pluck a few key words and phrases from my notes, and arrange them in the kind of artful disorder Mr. Muccino seems to favor (feel free to start crying any time): Eggplant parmesan. Printing press. Lung. Bone marrow. Eye transplant. Rosario Dawson. Great Dane. Banana peel. Jellyfish (but you knew that already). Car accident. Congestive heart failure. Geez, the Bagger will skip dessert, thank you. ...
How Bad Is Seven Pounds’ Ending, Anyway?
Vulture —
... in Variety, we expressed heartfelt hope that the Times would assign its review of Will Smith's new Seven Pounds to Manohla "The Terminator" Dargis. Turns out that wasn't even necessary! This morning, the typically nicer A.O. Scott hilariously brutalizes the film, branding it "among the most transcendently, eye-poppingly, call-your-friend-ranting-in-the-middle-of-the-night-just-to-go-over-it-one-more-time crazily awful motion pictures ever made." Without revealing what it is (since "the people at Sony might not invite me to any more screenings"), he ...
Jim Carrey Battles Will Smith For Holiday-Fiasco Heavyweight Belt [Defamer Attractions]
Gawker: defamer —
... Seven Pounds by less than a couple million dollars. We're calling Yes for $28.4 million versus Pounds' $26.7 million, thus ending Smith's No. 1-opening run dating back to 2002. Or maybe the sheer virtuosity of pans like A.O. Scott's or ...
Organ Grinder
Hollywood Elsewhere —
... drug users and the like. McCuddy wrote me a day after the screening with this thought: "Think of how much better Seven Pounds might might might have been without Smith's baggage. For once the well-oiled Smith machine actually takes away from what could have perhaps been a gut-wrenching little indie starring a bunch of unknowns." McCuddy also came up with the title of this piece -- "Organ Grinder." N.Y. Times critic A.O. Scott was truly feeling his oats when he wrote this pan . Read and ...
Seven Pounds Is "A Present Best Left Unopened" [Critical Mass]
Jezebel —
... Pounds” is the luminous Rosario Dawson, who seems incapable of ever being artificial onscreen. She takes an underwritten character in an overblown movie and creates a real person, finding the grace notes and even elevating Smith out of ham-handedness in their scenes together. Dawson is one of the more underappreciated artists in contemporary American cinema, and if we have to sit through as turgid a vehicle as “Seven Pounds” to give her an opportunity to show her stuff, then so be it. The New York Times : Frankly, though, I don’t see how any review could really spoil what may ...
Quote of the day II
Cajun Boy in the City —
... not all of them involving aquatic creatures. Frankly, though, I don’t see how any review could really spoil what may be among the most transcendently, eye-poppingly, call-your-friend-ranting-in-the-middle-of-the-night-just-to-go-over-it-one-more-time crazily awful motion pictures ever made. I would tell you to go out and see it for yourself, but you might take that as a recommendation rather than a plea for corroboration. Did I really see what I thought I saw? - A. O. Scott, saving from spending a penny to see Will Smith's new movie. ...
A.O. Scott Could Review the Phonebook and it Would Still Rule
Jossip —
... The most recent example of Scott's genius below, with his cramazing review of what we all knew about Will Smith's Seven Pounds was going to be like: ...




