L.A. Movie #3
Synopsis: Nice, liberal,
middle-class white family comes to startling realization there are black people
living in L.A.
Blurb From the VHS
Jacket: “When a lawyer’s (Kevin Kline) car breaks down in a dangerous Los
Angeles neighbourhood, a tow-truck driver (Danny Glover) arrives just in time
to save his life. The two men begin a deep friendship that sets off a chain of
unsettling and surprising events involving their families and friends for years
to come.”
What Did I Learn?:
Death-bed (or in this case, near-death bed) gestalt realizations about life,
the universe and everything, generally don’t last too long.
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Movie If: You believe life’s mysteries can be solved by staring into a big hole.
Really?: 1) If I
were genuinely afraid for my life in a bad neighbourhood, I think I might wait
by the payphone in the convenience store, and ask for the tow truck to meet me
there. Waiting by a car that clearly isn’t going anywhere seems a bit dumb. 2) So, Kline
fixes the only African-American man he knows up with the only African-American woman he knows, and –
they hit it off? I’ve been on enough blind dates to know that seems a tad
unlikely.
Rating: Grand Canyon is a nice, feel-good movie
about life in the big city, and breaking down barriers between upper middle
class-and poor, black and white, young and old, urban and suburban, etc...
Kline and Glover share some great scenes together, while Steve Martin nearly
steals the movie as scummy Hollywood movie turd. At 134 minutes, however, Grand Canyon starts to drag near the
end, and some of the sub-plots (Kline has a one-time-only affair with his
secretary, and she wants him back) seem superfluous. 8.5/10 stars.
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0101969/
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