The reviews are coming in and things don’t look so good for Frank Miller’s directorial debut, The Spirit. I guess there is a fine line between “so bad it’s fun” and “so bad I want to tear my eyes out.”
“Frank Miller’s solo writing-directing debut plunges into a watery grave early on and spends roughly the next 100 minutes gasping for air. Pushing well past the point of self-parody” … “There’s a lot going on here, but none of it sticks — not the shopworn plotting nor the arch, stilted dialogue. The actors often seem to be delivering their lines in ironic quote marks, suggesting a straight-faced sendup of noir and comicbook conventions that, whatever the intended effect, falls mostly flat.” (Variety)
“I’ve seen something that has taken the top prize from “Battlefield Earth.” … “Okay, Mr. Miller. Let’s get it on.” … “Seriously, it’s not. You clearly don’t have any idea what you’re doing. Someone, ANYONE, over at Lionsgate should have known this. Fuck, it’s their JOB to know this. But they didn’t.” … “Folks, this movie is that bad. I heartily recommend it if you have a strong stomach and an even stronger sense of Bad-Movie-Love. Otherwise, steer clear.” (AICN)
“The Spirit starts off crazy when we expect serious, then tries to pull it back in, then goes for weird juvenile sight gags then tries to be tough, and we’re disoriented. Theres also a pathlogical fascination with a prop photocopy of Mendes’ rump. If you took a shot every time the camera cuts to it, you would be wasted by the third act, and maybe “wasted” is the right word to end with here. (UniqueGeek)
With this disaster on the horizon, you’d think producers would be wary of backing Miller, but it’s already been confirmed that Odd Lot Entertainment, the production company behind The Spirit, is reteaming with Miller for his version of Buck Rodgers. I think it would be kind of interesting to see how Miller’s style translates to science fiction, wait, no I don’t.