"As close to flawless as any movie I have seen in the last year."
Twenty nine years of disrespecting Warren Beatty have just flown out the window. Somehow, he has directed, written and starred in a film that's not only smart, but funny, opinionated and thoroughly worthwhile all over. Dammit. Who will I hate now?There's always Madonna.
So Jake Bulworth is a suicidal senator. He decides to get a big ass life insurance policy and then pay someone to shoot him dead. But, staring death in the face, Bulworth starts telling the truth - why not? Got nothing to lose - and finds a new lease on life.
Of course, gettin' some fine black booty forty years his younger also adds to the sudden thirst for life, but let's not get too cynical.
Let's be absolutely clear - this movie should have been a poxy 'white man rapping' gimmick flick that would have extracted yawns from most and chuckles from a few braindead Wedding Singer fans. It wasn't. It was so far from a crap gimmicky flick that it was scaring me to watch. How the hell could an old schmo like Warren Beatty be this good? Where is the emotionless goon of yesteryear? Where is the blow-dried, self important icon that had directors living in fear and churned out a string of crappy flicks just a few short years ago? Could a tasty wife and a house full of kids have actually not only made Warren a real man, but also started him thinking real thoughts?Smalls digs this movie like no other. Go read his review. I concur on all points. This film kicks almighty ass in every area, from soundtrack to cast to story to theme. If you missed it thus far, go find it.