the monologues near the truly odd ending make you wonder whether Waters had an extreme fever when he was finishing up the script
Sex and Death 101 (2008)
Runtime: 1 hr 57 mins
Synopsis: This amusing sex farce updates age-old concepts about love, sex, and hot lesbians. A new supercomputer (with vague ties to the afterlife) spits out random e-mails that tell when people will die, or in the case of suave, affluent groom-to-be Roderick Blank (Simon Baker), a list of all the girls... This amusing sex farce updates age-old concepts about love, sex, and hot lesbians. A new supercomputer (with vague ties to the afterlife) spits out random e-mails that tell when people will die, or in the case of suave, affluent groom-to-be Roderick Blank (Simon Baker), a list of all the girls he ever slept with and ever will sleep with. There's 70 he's never even met, and he's due to be married in 11 days! Naturally his wedding is off and Roderick goes gallivanting around the city, crossing off names and gradually realizing the pitfalls of empty one-nighters. Meanwhile the mysterious "Death Nell" (Winona Ryder) is seducing and destroying a stream of deserving louts, spray painting anguished poetry on their walls and creating a media sensation. These two are bound to cross paths, and when they finally do, comeuppance is in the cards, with a bloody vengeance. Director-screenwriter Daniel Waters (HEATHERS) delivers laughs from brows both low and high, with Baker revealing a flair for sophisticated comedy beneath his mellow scruff. The slew of actresses comprising "the list" turn in uniformly fine work, with Julie Bowen a standout as the hot but "just friends" gal pal. Still, it's all stolen in the ninth inning by the radiantly off-her-rocker Ryder as the girl men fall for, permanently; with her big eyes, dark hair and myriad tics she shines like a crazy beautiful diamond. The spot-on score is by Rolfe Kent (SIDEWAYS, ABOUT SCHMIDT). [More]
Genre: Comedies
Starring: Winona Ryder, Simon Baker, Leslie Bibb, Mindy Cohn, Dash Mihok
Screenwriter: Daniel Waters
Producer: Cary Brokaw, Elizabeth Zox Friedman, Greg Little
DVD Info
Release:
Jan 7, 2008
DVD Features:
- Region 1
- Keep Case
Audio:
- Dolby Digital 2.0 - English
Reviews
As a writer, Waters is best-known for creating Ryder's sharp black comedy, Heathers, and Bruce Willis' self-indulgent bomb, Hudson Hawk. As a director, he tends to waste actors, and he fails to establish a consistent comic tone.
Sex and Death falls into the category of those unfortunate films in that it's a schoolboy's wet dream slathered in smug self-back patting and wish-fantasy run amok, all told with the deftness of a piano falling out of the sky and onto our heads.
A fun, sloppy treatment of a profound premise that, as a reunion project between Waters and Ryder, feels right.
There are a lot of laughs, good performances, and points for creativity.
Now we know how the dopes in the beer commercials spend their time when they are not drinking their beer. They laugh their socks off at movies like this.
It's all a pretentious bore that feels twice as long as it's two-hour running time.
Why not simply admit this is cheeseball porn, assembled with a slightly higher brand of cheese and nuts?
This film is headed quickly for DVD. In the video store, though, it isn't funny enough to be shelved in the comedy section nor dirty enough to be filed with the smut.
What a sorry reunion for Ryder and writer-director Daniel Waters, who scripted her far better dark comedy Heathers back in 1989.
The movie aims to be an unbridled sex farce, but the sex is never all that hot and the jokes are rarely all that funny.
The film works hard to be a dark, grown up, romantic comedy (plenty of sex, nudity, bad language and philosophy) and yet it winds up being every bit as childish as most other pictures in the genre.
Even if it badly needs editing, runs almost a half-hour too long and chickens out totally in its final scenes, it's still miles above the Hollywood comedy median.
The screenwriter Daniel Waters has some funny films to his name, but Sex and Death 101 is not one of them.
It’s got the makings of a wicked little sex romp, but this dull, wordy comedy lacks visual punch and the laser-sharp satire that made the Waters-penned Heathers a mini-classic.
The 'Sex' in the title may entice the unwary, but what they will experience will come closer to the title's other noun.
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