The Tall Guy (1989) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski) |
I started reading IMDb almost 30 years ago.
IMDb.com went live two months after Uncle Scoopy's Fun
House, so I feel like we grew up together. In the
first two or three years of IMDb.com, Groundhog Day
had an outrageously low rating, somewhere in the 5s. I
expressed my shock over this in an IMDb comment in
October of 1998. (I don't remember when their comment
system went live, but I remember that I was one of the
first to comment on the movie.) It seemed at the time
that the supporters of the film consisted solely of
me, a couple of other commenters, and BAFTA, which
gave it a deserved nomination as the best original
screenplay of that year. The IMDb readers eventually
came to their senses, and the film is now on the
site's "Top 250" list, making it one of the
highest-rated comedies in history. Which brings me to The Tall Guy, another film that prompted me to express shock and outrage over the low rating. This one has only recovered to 6.2, but it would be up there with Groundhog Day if I were doing the ratings. This movie is one funny mofo, written by the same guy who wrote Blackadder, Four Weddings and a Funeral, Notting Hill, and Bridget Jones's Diary. This is the rare movie which is both very intelligent and very funny, like the best work of Woody Allen or Steve Martin, but it is edgier, more stinging, and just generally bitchier than either Steve or Woody. Jeff Goldblum is the tall Woody Allen of the film, playing an American actor stuck in a dead-end stage job in London, as the anonymous sidekick who gets bopped over the head by an acclaimed baggy-pants slapstick comedian, played to perfection by that ubiquitous presence in all British comedies, Rowan Atkinson. Although Rowan is all smarmy, rubber-faced charm on stage, and is a Fawltyesque suck-up to the Royal Family, he is in fact a petty person who despises anyone who gets a bigger laugh than he. After six years of playing Rowan's stooge in baggy pants revues, Goldblum gets sacked, leaving him with very few opportunities. He goes to his agent, and the conversation goes something like this: |
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conversation led him to the lead role in a musical
comedy based upon The Elephant Man, called
(appropriately enough) "Elephant!" This
show-within-the-film is hilarious. The author is
obviously not a fan of Andrew Lloyd Webber, because he
has managed to take all of Webber's musical and
stylistic excesses and combine them into a tasteless
new pastiche. The songs really sound like they are
right out of a Webber musical, but the words are
blackly comedic. When the Elephant Man dies, heaven
welcomes an "angel with big ears". Here is how the New York Times described it: Andrew Lloyd Webber himself has never matched it, and only Mel Brooks's classic ''Springtime for Hitler'' in ''The Producers'' is more inspired. A musical version of ''The Elephant Man'' comes complete with a chorus line of men in suits wearing elephant masks, tap-dancing and kicking up their heavy gray hoofs with the precision of the Rockettes, finally raising their trunks in unison. At its heart, when it's not goofing on theater cliches, this movie is a simple romantic comedy about a relationship between the tall guy and an ostensibly prim nurse (Emma Thompson, brilliant as always) who is hiding a volcanic sexual appetite beneath her starched whites. The film handles that with aplomb as well. The sex scene between Goldblum and Thompson is excellent, and laugh-out-loud funny - a parody of all of those movie scenes where the couple is swept away by passion. At one point they have all four feet on a piano keyboard, and are playing chords as they frolic. After they finish, their room looks a hotel room in war-torn Gaza after a weekend stay by Kid Rock. |
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The film is filled with
obscure and fun references, like an episode of the
Simpsons or a Dennis Miller rant. In fact, the London
song which opens "Elephant" is very similar to the
Simpsons' famous New Orleans song in their musical
version of A Streetcar Named Desire. (This movie came
first, if you are wondering) Some of my favorite lines in the movie were complete throwaways. Goldblum at one point is watching an award show, rooting for anyone to beat Atkinson. One of the other nominees for "best comedic actor" was Christopher Reeve in "Whoops, Hamlet." Another was Dudley Moore in that comedic masterpiece, Death of a Salesman. I laughed out loud through most of the film. Your mileage may vary because the film is full of "inside baseball" references to films and plays, and you may not love that as much as I do, but whether you do or not, dammit, this movie just too good to be so obscure. |
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