‘Big Gold Brick’ Review: A Leadenly Surrealistic Comedy – What We Know!

Hardly ever have two leads gave the impression to be starring in several motion pictures greater than Andy Garcia and Emory Cohen in “Huge Gold Brick.” Then once more, it’s troublesome to know precisely what kind of film writer-director Brian Petsos’ characteristic desires to be, so haphazardly does it search in useless for a constant tone, a measure of lucidity and an overarching goal. The story of a suicidal author who finds salvation by way of an opportunity encounter with a person of thriller who hires him to pen his autobiography, it’s a wildly flailing enterprise in each respect. Regardless of the arbitrary participation of Oscar Isaac, few viewers will discover something to latch onto when it debuts in theaters and on VOD on Feb. 25.

Awkwardly channeling a specific model of zany late-’90s impartial comedy, “Huge Gold Brick” works very, very onerous to generate eccentric dynamism. Fixed slow-motion, transitional fades and wipes, and a soundtrack that segues on a dime between Beethoven, jazz and rock are a few of the many units utilized by Petsos. But there’s no rhythm to his materials, both inside scenes themselves or almost about the narrative as an entire. All the pieces and everybody lurches about in a determined bid to be hilariously bizarre, and the impact is to make the proceedings really feel hopelessly strained, as in the event that they know that there’s nothing humorous occurring and thus should compensate by way of out-there quirkiness and fixed mugging.

Within the latter case, Cohen proves the prime perpetrator. Sporting lengthy hair and a inexperienced canvas jacket — each of which make him appear to be a standard-issue metalhead — his Samuel Liston is a drunken mess who abandons his life, will get run over by Floyd Deveraux (Garcia) and, upon recovering from a traumatic mind harm, takes up residence within the stranger’s house as his new biographer. Samuel is susceptible to matches of boozy weeping and screaming, in addition to speaking to the Santa Claus doll in his new bed room. Nonetheless, this doesn’t perturb Floyd nor his horny two-timing spouse Jacqueline (Megan Fox), his juvenile delinquent son Edward (Leonidas Castrounis) or his daughter Lily (Lucy Hale), a former violinist whose profession crashed and burned because of a cocaine behavior, though you wouldn’t comprehend it from the healthful and beatific approach the movie depicts her.

Regardless of piling on character particulars and plot developments, “Huge Gold Brick” is beset by torpor, largely as a result of each new incident is untethered to those that preceded and observe it. Such randomness is deliberate, and may need been energizing if Samuel and Floyd’s budding relationship served because the figurative port within the surrounding storm. Petsos, nevertheless, fails to offer a transparent image of both of his protagonists, a lot much less a purpose why they really feel a deep, abiding connection to one another. As a substitute, Cohen hams it up in hysterical trend that more and more grates over the course of the movie’s two-plus hours, whereas Garcia does a suave, enigmatic routine that’s undercut by the truth that we by no means study who he actually is, what he’s about or why he does what he does.

“Huge Gold Brick” frames its motion correct with snippets of Samuel recounting his odyssey whereas on a promotional tour for his e-book about his time with Floyd — dreary sequences that counsel the primary results of this whole ordeal was to show Samuel ponytailed and pretentious. By the conclusion of its zigzagging story, the movie has launched Samuel’s supernatural mind-zapping powers, staged shootouts and financial institution heists, and — most laughable of all — imagined that Megan Fox’s sultry Jacqueline would have sexual curiosity within the insufferable Samuel. Isaac’s cameo as against the law boss with a leg brace and a watch patch is equally out of left area, and whereas he brings a measure of authentic strangeness to the proceedings, it’s not sufficient to stop this affair from sinking like a stone.

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