Alan Smithee: Burn Hollywood Burn. A mock documentary. Ultimately it's been ragged on by critics. And rightly so.It's not that I hated it. Far from it. It wasn't a bad movie, it's just it couldn't live up to the first five minutes, the prelude to the movie. It's sad. The interest expires as soon as the opening credits roll.
For those who rely on reviews such as this, the first five minutes are a series of captions to the effect of "if a director doesn't like a movie, he drops his name and in it's place, buts in 'Alan Smithee', but if the director's name happens to be 'Alan Smithee', then he's... fucked."
Sure, the movie, after this point, has it's moments but ultimately, it's a drop. The cast is decent, but the man who steals the show, and almost singlehandedly redeems the film (but not ultimately fails) is Eric Idle. The Ex-Python is funny. Pardon my French, but he's FUCKING funny. But his character, the title character, Alan Smithee, slides in the end as well. This may not be a testament to his comedic timing, but perhaps to the slack writing of Joe Esterhas. The direction is fine. The way the film is done is fine. It's the dialogue. The dialogue makes the movie less as enjoyable. Sure, it's a mock documentary, but it's also a comedy, and ultimately NOT a documentary. They shouldn't be as boring.In the end, "Burn Hollywood Burn" is a mute video. You watch it on video because the movie is funny and all... it's just the dialogue isn't.