I recently watched the movie "Natural Born Killers" directed by Oliver Stone, and to say the least, I left the theater feeling a little woozy. Not only was this feeling from Stone's constant changing of camera angles to images of black and white, to cartoons, to home footage, to this and that, he was all over the place. He just needed to take it easy and leave the viewer going home Without the feeling of just getting off the tilt-a-whirl at the local carnival.
But the scene that threw my whole world upside down was when the movie parodied a tv show from the 50s and in the movie it was titled "I Love Mallory."
Never have I seen my boy Rodney Dangerfield portrayed as such a menace, lunatic and quite frankly, a creep. He plays the father in the show/movie who is constantly groping his own teenage daughter (Mallory) and the whole thing just sent shivers down my spine and gave me the creeps.
I mean, I LOVE Rodney Dangerfield and his reputation for one liners but this movie just gives his classic reputation "No Respect" and portrays him in an unfamiliar role of a slob and creep.
Sadly, Rodney's life is ended later in the film by Mickey, the other 'M,' who becomes Mallory's love interest, when he comes into the house and the M&M duo leaves Rodney all bloodied and bashed in the living room and the mother burning alive in the bedroom above.
The movie did however have an interesting climax and ending which is the only reason I'm not giving this thing seven thumbs down. So nice try Mr. Stone, but next time stick to movies you do best, like "Any Given Sunday," and keep my love for M&Ms out of it.
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