No.he never did a romantic comedy anymore because there were no decent scripts, I had said Our Lady of Laughter Julia Roberts. And we trusted, you will see that this Ticket to Paradise it will be at the level of his romantic comedies. That is, that Pretty Woman that when Rai passes it over it always brings up a couple of million viewers. Instead the return of the Roberts-George Clooney couple – sixth movie together – it’s half a disappointmentthat for Bali tourism will do much more than a video with drone flights to glide (it’s a pity it’s Australia in Queensland, but they are details). The formula beautiful landscapes-travel-laughter-trouble after all, it is the director’s figure Ol Parkerdirector of Oh mama! Here we go again and screenwriter of the mini boom of the old comedy with hits Marigold Hotel And Return to Marigold Hotel (shot by John Madden though).
Ticket to Paradise: Save Private Lily
Unlike Maggie Smith and Judi Dench traveling to India with their retirement money, Julia and George – also producers – are two ex who buy a Ticket to Paradise reluctantly. Married for 5 years and then in constant struggle with arrows and tripping, David and Georgia they are forced to study a recovery plan and return to US capitalism for the daughter Lily (Kaitlyn Dever). The poor thing fell in love with her on a post-graduate award trip to Bali. And now he says he’s getting married.
Not with a steak American, with a local boy, Gede (Maxime Bouttier), Balinese fading into Caucasian, including family and relatives. Ticket it does not integrate near and fartransforms the distant into something very close by polishing any localism as a resort does with furniture. Gede grows algae, and it looks like an easy and fun business; no back problems, other than the October olive harvest. Paradise, in fact, and in line with Hollywood’s idea of exoticism since the 1930s. But young people will say that Hollywood copies Instagram filters.
Algae, snakes and dolphins
To fight against the parents – who having paid for a law degree the glamor of algae are hard to notice – Lily is not alone, she has the support of Wren (Billie Lourdthe daughter of Carrie Fischer – one sixteenth of the mother’s talent), party girl and friend from university without a precise identity. PaulGeorgia’s boyfriend – accidentally pilot of the plane that takes George and Julia to the island – at least he’s handsome and stupid (it’s about Lucas Bravothe chef of Emily in Paris). And treated like a French steak who is reminded of being a steak twice.
When it’s semi paralyzed by a snake bite in a hospital bedand when a passenger on her flight is very happy there is a hunk in the cabin. Except then give him unable to manage a heavy turbulence. The second skit it’s much more fun than the firstalso because it slips on the previous one of Clooney who, in order not to exchange words with the aforementioned passenger and finally sgam, pretends to be Italian.
From left: Kaitlyn Dever, George Clooney, Lucas Bravo, Julia Roberts, Billie Lourd and Maxime Bouttier. (Getty Images)
This is to say that before the augmented reality of Bali the rebound of the tight dialogues of Ticket to Paradise bodes well. You savor the aftertaste of a grotesque clash between in-laws, of the wickedness of David and Georgia to dissuade the daughter from the heights of amorality and repentance. But no. Beyond subtracting the engagement rings to the little girl in charge of keeping them, making her cry in front of the newlyweds, the two villains combine little.
What to concoct, after all, in a film in which the real villain is the dolphin Pinball that attacks George in the lower parts. And with a Save Private Lily from this lousy paradise from which they are – Western softened – progressively duped. Falling into every trap: from the day to collect seaweed, from the hangover with waking up in bed together, from another postcard sunset.
Return to capitalism or new life?
But this path to the happy ending (what did you expect?) it is in fact anything but memorable. Once David and Georgia they were Lily and Gede, and through them (spoilers) they find themselves. Without a true Pursuit of the green stone and not even the falls and dilemmas between envelope with money and a dream of love as in Pretty Woman. Reclining. Senile romantic comedy? Or better: the first deals with romantic comedy on the quiet quitting even before you have worked a day? Not bad for a record. If it were really so, however, more efforts must be made. The rom-com is dying and new original models are needed, if the public cares.
The industry definitely not, unless it explodes in their face like that sensational thing of Top Gun: Maverick. Nor Julia Roberts and George Clooney, who are content to raise money with sweet eyes (already doing well in the countries where it came out). However, were it not for three such queens, Sandra Bullock, Julia and Jennifer Lopez, the landscape would be just Marvel and Tom Cruise.
Their little Risorgimento free from festival ambitions, made of tropical loves, bouquets and heels sunk in the sand products with the earnings of a lifetime, is in place. With The lost City, Sandra won the summer box office lost in the jungle alongside Tom Hardy. Of the Ticket of Roberts we said. But it is from Jlo that the best could comehis S.hotgun Wedding (On Prime Video from January) has a trailer already in 4 million views. The combination of the marriage, love and kidnapping with the use of weapons to Rambo it seems a hybrid with the action that serves to revive the idea of romantic as we have it today. More extreme than City by Bullock. Not secondary: the fact that for Jennifer it is a rematch after the flop of Marry Me. And when she plans a comeback, they are belly pains for everyone.
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