The Nines (15)

Rothkopf is prehaps displaying some, as of yet undiagnosed, insecurity about his own nomber crisis, does he think he's an eight but feels like a three? By the nature of his inane review the answer is rather axiomatic. The Nines might be a simplistic Hollywood take on an existential crossword, Reynold's body a perfectly good standin for Brad's display in its previous journey down s similar road in 'Fight Club'. The outcome is a thought provoking take on (excuse the cliche) human condition. Its greatest asset being the protagonists all all involved in the shallow world of film and tevlivision as the man says "this is television".

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Ryan Reynolds as God...well sort of like God. As the film indicates, if God is a 10, Ryan Reynolds is a 9. People are 7s, koalas are 8s because they have psychic powers and can control the weather. Right, well ... what can be said after that? I read an article about writer/director John August where he proudly proclaims that his house was used in this film and was not even redecorated for the film. I'm not so sure I would admit that since there were two giant cheesecake-like paintings of a dog in the bedroom. Otherwise it was a nice house, sure. Back to the film - it was a bit on the bizarre side, and not always in a good way. It didn't particularly make me think either, so seeing this wasn't really the best use of my time. That's not to say it was a complete waste of time, just that there were better things I could have been doing.

Mr. Rothkopf has the journalistic integrity of a fortune cookie writer. I hope we can get a review out of this publication--a typically reliable publication. These are the inadequate rantings of a snot nosed school boy.

I was really hoping to find some criticism of the film in this review, but all I seem to have stumbled upon is a flame disguised as a review like only the internet could deliver (as no editor would ever waste the ink on such drivel). However, for all of your derision of Reynolds, you don't even take the opportunity or do your own credibility the service of addressing his performance in the movie. Apparently we're just supposed to infer from your dislike of him that he performed poorly. Well, I guess, you probably didn't think about that. You probably didn't think anyone would read your article. Unfortunately I wouldn't have missed anything had I not read it. My advice: save us all the trouble and end your foray into writing before a child stumbles upon your writing and does irrevocable harm to his raw journalistic faculties.