|
SPUN
A young, downwardly mobile dude
whose only goal in life is to be really, really stoned gets a little
too close for comfort to his deranged dealer.
CAST: Jason Schwartzman, John Leguizamo, Mena Suvari, Brittany Murphy,
Mickey Rourke, Patrick Fugit, Peter Stormare, Alexis Arquette, Chloe
Hunter, Eric Roberts
DIRECTOR: Jonas Akerlund
"Each
time one of the speed freaks who scuttle around Spun
like cockroaches on a hot stove snorts another line of crystal methedrine,
the soundtrack erupts with a jolt and the camera zeroes in on an
eyeball spinning like a pinwheel in a wind storm. When the person
doing the snorting is Ross (Jason Schwartzman), a meth addict whose
life has spiraled out of control, his fantasies spill across the
screen in jerky cartoon images, many of them pornographic. That's
one of the movie's rancid observations: speed and pornography (with
bondage and anal sex the preferred modes) go together like bacon
and eggs. (Or should I say rats and garbage?)
If Spun
doesn't glamorize the world it surveys, its parade of reeling potty-mouthed
clowns (especially Mr. Rourke's cowboy chemist) still exudes a kind
of doomy charisma. Think of them as denizens of a demonic sideshow."
--Stephen Holden, The New York Times
"Want to know exactly what it's like to be young, feckless
and strung-out? Spun, a jittery black comedy that races
at warp speed through three sleepless days in the life of a banged-up
band of speed freaks, has the answer--and it's not pretty
Spun
is quickly exposed as being all flash, no substance
Spurts
of pornographic animation and Billy Corgan's soundtrack increase
the cool quotient, but the story, by screenwriters Will De Los Santos
and Creighton Vero, is wobbly at best
Akerlund never succeeds
in building empathy for any of the characters, making Spun
a highly stylized, deliberately provocative but ultimately cold
skim across the surface of wasted lives." --Megan Lehmann,
The New York Post
"This is a bad-trip movie in which the more spectacularly ugly
everything looks, the more we're supposed to get off on it. For
drug addicts, pleasure deadens through repetition, and that's true
of Spun, too, which uses stroboscopic cuts, shock sound,
and triple-X animated imagery to deposit us inside the experience
of a crank high
Spun is accomplished, but it's
also numbing
The cast, all slumming for cred by acting as wasted
as possible, includes Mena Suvari in scummy teeth, Brittany Murphy
in dirty-doll outfits, a naked John Leguizamo hyperkinetically masturbating
into a sock, and Jason Schwartzman as the lank-haired normal'
hero, who handcuffs a stripper to a bed and leaves her there with
her eyes and mouth covered in duct tape. Please don't try this at
home." --Owen Gleiberman, Entertainment Weekly
"You should know about the bug-eyed, sewer-mouthed
freak known as The Cook. Played with poignant solemnity by Mickey
Rourke, The Cook is about to accidentally blow his funky methamphetamine
factory to smithereens. Hey, are we winning the war on drugs, or
what? Thats a question this dopey, psycho-delic, morally challenged
mess manages to ignore. Just as youll manage to ignore 'Spun.'"
--Guy Flatley, Moviecrazed
"The traumatized critic must struggle to avoid capital letters
in urging patrons to steer clear of the colorfully cast but unbearable
Spun, which beds down in merciless close-up with a band
of L.A. tweakers for three sleepless days and nights...The film's
main offense lies not in its fetid fetishes, however, but in asking
us to sympathize with oleaginous schmo Ross (Jason Schwartzman),
who pines for his ex while another lass is tied to his bed and Billy
Corgan's acoustic warblings commiserate on the soundtrack."
--Jessica Winter, The Village Voice
"Spun feels like a project all these
sub-stars did for fun. We hope they had some
The most amusing
thing for the actual viewer, who seems to have been an afterthought
for Akerlund and his without-a-clue screenwriters, Creighton Vero
and Will De Los Santos, is Mickey Rourke, who plays the Cook. While
the Cook's methamphetamine keeps the rest of the cast grinding its
collective teeth, we will be grinding ours, thinking of how those
stitch lines under Rourke's jaw must have hurt - and may still,
considering the payoff
Spun may have its ambitions
(and a score by Smashing Pumpkin Billy Corgan), but its adolescent
eagerness to offend is what lingers." --John Anderson, Newsday
|