Kelly-Preston Movie Reviews


this has got to be the stupidest movie ever made!
Great movie, stupid ending!
In part 3, the goodlooking boys and girls come out to play!The movie does have a certain budget look to it, but the story is straightforward and enjoyable, not to mention some of the best death scenes ever! I would really recommend this movie, and I would suggest inviting a few mates over, so you can have a laugh with the death scenes. Positively gory, but very well done. Enjoy!


Humorous Southern Style Soap OperaBut enough about Billy Bob's wardrobe, down to the film now; be prepared to laugh when you get to see 'Daddy & Them". Especially if you happen to be from the south. You are going to feel right at home among the Montgomery family.
The script is cute and touching and it made me laugh out loud lots of times... I haven't done that in a movie for a long time. Being a southern girl by birth, I could readily relate to the communication problems this family was facing.
I like the way Thornton thinks, writes, and acts. He's a keeper for his talent, no doubt about it.
This is the story of a dysfunctional southern family with a lot of personal history.
Claude Montgomery (Billy Bob) now married to Ruby (Laura Dern - Billy Bob's ex-girlfriend), once dated her sister Rose (Kelly Preston - Mrs. John Travolta). Claude and Ruby, accompanied by sister Rose and Claude's mother-in-law, Jewel (Diana Ladd) go home to help out Claude's bother, Alvin (John Prine) and the family patriarch, O.T. (Andy Griffith) when O.T.'s brother Hazel (the late Jim Varney) gets arrested. O.T. unfortunately suffers from attacks of dementia and has a difficult time recalling exactly which sister Claude married. Ben Affleck and Jamie Lee Curtis appear as married lawyers hired by the Montgomery family.
All this sudden southern togetherness erupts in confusion, discussion, memories, and changes.
There is an accident scene that is very, very funny. Good ole boy Claude, as portrayed by Billy Bob, is really a romantic guy at heart. The dual-dueling-jealous competitions between Claude and Ruby are priceless.
I wished the font on the credits has been easier to read. Still the credits are well worth watching in order to hear the John Prine song, "In Spite of Ourselves" being sung over the credits. It's great!
So was the film, if you like to laugh and aren't expecting an Oscar caliber film. You will have double the pleasure if you happen to be southern.


Very Good Suspense Movie

Bronson headlines enjoyable Cannon fodderOne of a series of gritty urban thrillers inspired by the success of DEATH WISH, J. Lee Thompson's 10 TO MIDNIGHT was produced by the Cannon studios in 1983 and is fairly typical of the company's commercial output. Though he'd worked in a variety of genres since the early 1950's, Charles Bronson became synonymous with the kind of tough-but-sympathetic vigilante character he plays here, this time seeking a handsome young psychopath who strips naked before murdering his (primarily female) victims. Indeed, Gene Davis' extensive nude scenes provide the film's only significant trump card, leading to a number of curious plot developments (because he was naked when he committed his crimes, Davis knows that Bronson must have planted blood on his clothes, but he can't admit to it without... well, you get the picture), though cinematographer Adam Greenberg (GHOST, RUSH HOUR, the 'Terminator' series) turns visual cartwheels in an effort to avoid full frontal nudity (and a potential X rating). Thompson - who gravitated towards Hollywood after forging a successful career in his native UK, where he directed a number of popular mainstream entries like YIELD TO THE NIGHT and THE GUNS OF NAVARONE - takes enormous pleasure in foregrounding the more exploitable elements of William Roberts' lively screenplay, though an unpleasant sequence near the end of the film evokes queasy memories of Richard Speck's true-life killing spree in 1966, when several nurses were slaughtered in a Chicago townhouse in a fashion similar to the killings depicted here. However, these sensationalist components are deployed in the service of a right-wing narrative in which the criminal justice system is rendered weak and ineffective by Davis' scumbag killer and his equally sleazy lawyer (a typically scene-stealing turn from Geoffrey Lewis). When Bronson confronts his nemesis during the inevitable climactic showdown, the audience is literally compelled - through dialogue and editing - to invite brutal retribution on Davis' irredeemable bad guy. It's cheap, manipulative and cynical, but it's also undeniably effective, and Bronson's closing line of dialogue is guaranteed to arouse guilty fascist impulses within even the most liberal viewers.
Davis is the spitting image of his actor brother Brad (the late and much lamented star of MIDNIGHT EXPRESS) and is quite effective in a difficult role, though his subsequent career appears to have gone nowhere, which is a shame. Co-star Andrew Stevens made a brief splash in movies like this one (including Brian DePalma's THE FURY) before becoming a producer on a wide range of Hollywood pictures (everything from 'erotic thrillers' such as NIGHT EYES to blockbusters like DRIVEN and BALLISTIC ECKS VS. SEVER, etc.), and Lisa Eilbacher enjoyed a momentary spotlight on the big screen before returning to TV (where she had begun her career in the likes of "The Texas Wheelers" and "The Hardy Boys/Nancy Drew Mysteries") before fading from the business altogether. Word has it that the title 10 TO MIDNIGHT (a meaningless phrase) had been announced by Cannon for another film which ultimately failed to materialize, but someone obviously liked the sound of it and simply re-used it here! The 'TV version' is a laff riot, with alternate takes featuring Davis in black briefs. On DVD, however, you get to see (almost) every inch of his fabulous, sculpted body. Drool, slobber...
MGM's region 1 disc - which runs 101m 51s, minus the MGM logos at beginning and end which weren't part of the original film - is a no-frills affair which presents the movie in letterbox format (1.85:1, anamorphically enhanced) for the first time on home video. The disc also includes a full-screen version, which simply opens up the space at top and bottom of the frame. Both prints are betrayed by the film's low budget film stock, but picture quality is more than acceptable. Sound format is 2.0 mono, and the disc includes English captions and subtitles, along with a theatrical trailer.
What's The Title Have To Do With Anything?
Bronson hunts a crafty serial killer.

Uh, well...
A funny movie that ends on a great note
A light hearted romantic comedy

A waste of a great cast.Unfortunately, even Gwyneth can't lift this movie above its USA Network-like script. Small town girl makes good by wearing short skirts and a push-up bra. Thinks that her goal of getting out of Dodge and serving First Class passengers is more important than love, but of course, has an epiphany before the end.
For one, the best actors were not included enough. Kelly Preston was awesome, but we needed some closure or at least an update on what happened to her character. Rob Lowe was in the movie for 1 scene! On the other hand, I'm slightly sick of Mike Myers' over the top persona. "The thing with the eye" was WAY overplayed and I cringed whenever he was on the screen. Mike, stick to Austin Powers -- please don't ruin any other movies for us.
I'm also slightly suspicious that the DVD does not include any deleted scenes... man, were they that bad? Or maybe the movie was all over the place and they didn't include them because they had nothing to do with the movie as it turned out.
Don't make the same mistake I did. Check out Sliding Doors with Gwynnie instead. A very cute movie, not predictable, and thank goodness, does NOT have Mike Myers.
awful
Gwyneth gets to be adorable without the English accent"View from the Top" walks a fine line, because on the one hand we have some over the top scenes courtesy of Mike Myers as Flight Attendant Guru John Whitney, Josh Malina as Randy Jones male Flight Attendant, and Rob Lowe as co-pilot Steve Bench. Then we get back to Gwyneth as Donna, the girl with a dream, and it is almost like being in another movie. So there is a comic side and a serious side to this movie, just like there is the career plot line and the romance plot line between Donna and Ted (Mark Ruffalo), and just like Donna has her good friend Sherry (Kelly Preston) and her not so good friend Christine (Christina Applegate).
But the person who ends up being the lynch pin of this film is Donna's mentor and flight attendant godmother, Sally Weston, played by Candice Bergen. You keeping thinking Murphy Brown is going to make an appearance at any moment, but Sally Weston is exactly who she seems to be and as good as gold. She might be perky and the queen of stewardesses, but the lady is not stupid. You keep thinking this movie is going to turn into some sort of mindless romp about flight attendants, but it never sinks to that level.
Be sure not to bail out before the credits, because in addition to the traditional outtakes there is a production number by the flight attendants of Royalty Airlines. The DVD has has a trio of short featurettes, the best of which is a short history of Flight Attendants, including the famous paper dresses.


A waste of a great cast.Unfortunately, even Gwyneth can't lift this movie above its USA Network-like script. Small town girl makes good by wearing short skirts and a push-up bra. Thinks that her goal of getting out of Dodge and serving First Class passengers is more important than love, but of course, has an epiphany before the end.
For one, the best actors were not included enough. Kelly Preston was awesome, but we needed some closure or at least an update on what happened to her character. Rob Lowe was in the movie for 1 scene! On the other hand, I'm slightly sick of Mike Myers' over the top persona. "The thing with the eye" was WAY overplayed and I cringed whenever he was on the screen. Mike, stick to Austin Powers -- please don't ruin any other movies for us.
I'm also slightly suspicious that the DVD does not include any deleted scenes... man, were they that bad? Or maybe the movie was all over the place and they didn't include them because they had nothing to do with the movie as it turned out.
Don't make the same mistake I did. Check out Sliding Doors with Gwynnie instead. A very cute movie, not predictable, and thank goodness, does NOT have Mike Myers.
awful
Gwyneth gets to be adorable without the English accent"View from the Top" walks a fine line, because on the one hand we have some over the top scenes courtesy of Mike Myers as Flight Attendant Guru John Whitney, Josh Malina as Randy Jones male Flight Attendant, and Rob Lowe as co-pilot Steve Bench. Then we get back to Gwyneth as Donna, the girl with a dream, and it is almost like being in another movie. So there is a comic side and a serious side to this movie, just like there is the career plot line and the romance plot line between Donna and Ted (Mark Ruffalo), and just like Donna has her good friend Sherry (Kelly Preston) and her not so good friend Christine (Christina Applegate).
But the person who ends up being the lynch pin of this film is Donna's mentor and flight attendant godmother, Sally Weston, played by Candice Bergen. You keeping thinking Murphy Brown is going to make an appearance at any moment, but Sally Weston is exactly who she seems to be and as good as gold. She might be perky and the queen of stewardesses, but the lady is not stupid. You keep thinking this movie is going to turn into some sort of mindless romp about flight attendants, but it never sinks to that level.
Be sure not to bail out before the credits, because in addition to the traditional outtakes there is a production number by the flight attendants of Royalty Airlines. The DVD has has a trio of short featurettes, the best of which is a short history of Flight Attendants, including the famous paper dresses.


WRETCHED!!!
classic right up there with mad max
Metalstorm: The Definitive BiographyTherein, perhaps, lies the secret to this film's enduring status in the annals of American film triumphs. Dogan, you'll recall, is searching for JS due to a violation of the peace treaty. This is sheer Americana, a rousing tribute not only to old western films but to old American frontiersmen themselves. Dogan's Davy Crockett is seeking out JS's Santa Anna in order to preserve the land. JS, however, injects a religious element heretofore unscene in other so-called "great films" like Star Wars, Road Warrior or Tootsie. The power of the crystal, though ill-defined, certainly trumps the wimpish "Force" from Star Wars. Man, have you thought about it?! Baal, while admittedly lacking any strong physical resemblance to his old man, represents both the biblical prodigal son as well as the figurative "son-who's-so-dumb-he'll take-a-knife-in-the-stomach-for-his-father-while-his-father-escapes-on-a-paper-mache-rocket-cycle" character made popular in the Hardy Boys series. Hurok, the one-eyed gentle giant and mental midget so easily duped by JS, Dogan and even the moronic Rhodes character, is our new Kissinger - I'm not sure why exactly. Some things in this movie are even beyond my capabilities. But it is the ending, perhaps, that has rattled the cages of so many of us for so many years. Recall the subtitle to this film: The Destruction of Jared Syn. And while JS is not destroyed, our faith in our own religiosity (along with the souls of everyone in the crystal itself like Dogan's girlfriend's father when he inexplicably shoots the thing) is shattered, (much like Rhode's head when he gets hit by that ball with spikes on it. Whew! In 3-D I thought it was gonna by MY head!) But once again I find it necessary to waste words. Waste no more time, I say, but range straight out in your oversized car with unnecessary gadgets and that only goes 20mph in the desert and that explodes for no reason whatsoever, and get this film. In the words of our hero Dogan himself: "We seek the same Jared Syn, but for different reasons." There are many reasons to see this film, my friends. Pick one. And maybe we'll meet to discuss it later. In the pit...

Murphy plays an enlightened eccentric named "G" (for "guru" or "God"?) who rises to national celebrity when he's enlisted to host a TV shopping network. Jeff Goldblum and Kelly Preston play the show's producer and marketer, respectively, and their formulaic romance provides the movie's lackluster subplot. With skyrocketing ratings and a flurry of cameos by celebrity hucksters (Morgan Fairchild, Florence Henderson, Dan Marino, and even James Brown), G delivers preachy platitudes urging America to stop buying and embrace the finer values of life and love (a hollow message coming from Disney, the most conspicuously commercial of all major Hollywood studios). To its credit, Holy Man occasionally achieves a delicate balance of comedy and commentary, and receptive viewers will be grateful, at a time when crude comedies rule the box office, that someone bothered to try. For that reason, this flawed movie deserves to be seen. --Jeff Shannon

terrible
OK Murphy flickbuild up profits for a home shopping network (run by Loggia). To help him
out, Loggia teams him up with Kate (Preston). That day, they have a flat
tire and literally run into "G" (Murphy) on the side of the road. Ricky takes
him home & they become friends.
Soon after, Ricky asks "G" if he'll be on his show since he thinks it
could help him. Kate thinks so as well. So, "G" is now a part of the
network. And what Ricky had hoped for, happens. "G" makes sales boom
by giving the callers wise advice and inspiration. He doesn't push them to
buy products, but tells them to be happy with what they have, and as a result,
they buy and buy and buy more.
This movie has all of the ingredients to be a big hit. Eddie Murphy
can't help but be hilarious, and with his shaved head, white robes, and
sincere holiness, he certainly beats John Travolta and Denzel Washington in
their recent "angel-like" roles. Jeff Goldblum is perfect in the role as the
cynical, materialistic media person who eventually understands the wisdom
imparted to him by "G".
However, who is this mysterious "G"? Is he God? Is he a Gandhi
type of person? This becomes a distracting, going nowhere, letdown. It's as
if the director gave up somewhere along the way.
The predictable romance between Goldblum and Preston is,
well....predictable.
I enjoyed this movie, but I don't think I would pay to see it a second
time. Therefore, I would grade this PG movie a charitable B- grade.
A warm, loving,happy movie
Murphy plays an enlightened eccentric named "G" (for "guru" or "God"?) who rises to national celebrity when he's enlisted to host a TV shopping network. Jeff Goldblum and Kelly Preston play the show's producer and marketer, respectively, and their formulaic romance provides the movie's lackluster subplot. With skyrocketing ratings and a flurry of cameos by celebrity hucksters (Morgan Fairchild, Florence Henderson, Dan Marino, and even James Brown), G delivers preachy platitudes urging America to stop buying and embrace the finer values of life and love (a hollow message coming from Disney, the most conspicuously commercial of all major Hollywood studios). To its credit, Holy Man occasionally achieves a delicate balance of comedy and commentary, and receptive viewers will be grateful, at a time when crude comedies rule the box office, that someone bothered to try. For that reason, this flawed movie deserves to be seen. --Jeff Shannon

terrible
OK Murphy flickbuild up profits for a home shopping network (run by Loggia). To help him
out, Loggia teams him up with Kate (Preston). That day, they have a flat
tire and literally run into "G" (Murphy) on the side of the road. Ricky takes
him home & they become friends.
Soon after, Ricky asks "G" if he'll be on his show since he thinks it
could help him. Kate thinks so as well. So, "G" is now a part of the
network. And what Ricky had hoped for, happens. "G" makes sales boom
by giving the callers wise advice and inspiration. He doesn't push them to
buy products, but tells them to be happy with what they have, and as a result,
they buy and buy and buy more.
This movie has all of the ingredients to be a big hit. Eddie Murphy
can't help but be hilarious, and with his shaved head, white robes, and
sincere holiness, he certainly beats John Travolta and Denzel Washington in
their recent "angel-like" roles. Jeff Goldblum is perfect in the role as the
cynical, materialistic media person who eventually understands the wisdom
imparted to him by "G".
However, who is this mysterious "G"? Is he God? Is he a Gandhi
type of person? This becomes a distracting, going nowhere, letdown. It's as
if the director gave up somewhere along the way.
The predictable romance between Goldblum and Preston is,
well....predictable.
I enjoyed this movie, but I don't think I would pay to see it a second
time. Therefore, I would grade this PG movie a charitable B- grade.
A warm, loving,happy movie