Tuesday, February 07, 2006

The Baby Daz Goes to...

Well, the reviews go on. I’m watching each film again and loving every minute of it. Almost.

Scott
Mooing Wolf Productions

CAST: Jonah (“Jo-Moo”), Scott, Treyton, Eric, Doug (“Frizzbee”)

Where, oh where does Scott go when he should be tracing the roots of Anglo-Saxon grammar in Dr. Manuel’s English 12 AP class? That’s the question this mockumentary feigns to answer. Strangely enough, Scott finds a portal in a school closet that transports him through time and space to, where else, the humble abode of GNSH alumnus Jon Kantrowitz. Why? Don’t ask. This excision of motive leads to a strategic narrative opacity that forces the audience to endlessly debate this terrifying ripple in the space-time continuum. Fortunately, after much boredom (Scott’s, not ours), he returns to school and finds a forgiving Dr. Manuel willing to ignore the quiz Scott missed today. Add a star if you hang out with Jon.

HIGHS: Jonah’s brilliant selection of music; Scott’s very naturalistic acting; the camera work throughout of Doug, Eric, and Treyton (esp. the library scene when Scott finds the clue that leads him to the portal and then, later, enters that portal); the improvised dialogue in the library; did I mention the music selected by Jonah?; excellent “steadicam” shot of Scott heading for room 432; cameo by John S. (“Intel Chip”) as the physicist who explains the whole kooky anomaly; Dr, Manuel who, it grieves me to say, is a better actor than me—I mean “I.”

LOWS: as the credits say: “Writers?”; a reliance on knowing Jon to bring home the comedy bacon.

THE ENVELOPE PLEASE: This film takes the Baby Daz for best eclectic soundtrack and best friend willing to let you make fun of his hair.