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|JCVD (director/writer: Mabrouk El Mechri; screenwriters: Frédéric Bénudis/Christophe Turpin/based on an original idea by Frédéric Taddeï and Vincent Ravalec; cinematographer: Edouard Valton; editor: Kako Kelber; music: Gast Waltzing; cast: Jean-Claude Van Damme (JCVD), Hervé Sogne (Lieutenant Smith), François Damiens (Bruges), Zinedine Soualem (Ringleader of the robbers), Norbert Rutili (Perthier), Olivier Bisback (Doctor), Karim Belkhadra (Vigile), Saskia Flanders (daughter); Runtime: 97; MPAA Rating: R; producer: Jean-Claude Van Damme; Peace Arch; 2008-France-in English and French, with English subtitles)|
|"Turns out as bad as
the star's recent string of dreadful films except for the fascination
to look at it as one would a car crash."
Reviewed by Dennis Schwartz
The Muscles from Brussels, an aging has-been
superstar of macho action films, Jean-Claude Van Damme, plays himself, JCVD,
in this self-deprecating personification
that devalues the star's movie career, his personal life, his martial
arts skills and his image as a movie icon. There's no way the oddball
curio film would have been made in the 1990s, when Jean-Claude's star was shining bright and he was hailed as a bankable legendary
international star. But all Jean-Claude's recent releases started going straight to
DVD, and the star needed a comeback film to get rolling again.
Young French director Mabrouk
El Mechri ("Virgil")
shoots it as satire, that looks at the man behind the legend. It's
based on an original idea by Frédéric Taddeï and
Vincent Ravalec, and is written by Frédéric
Bénudis and Christophe Turpin.
JCVD returns to visit his
parents in his working-class small-town birthplace, just outside of
Brussels, after losing his adolescent daughter in a bitter custody
fight with his ex-wife in Los Angeles. The luckless star finds himself
in the middle of a robbery and is taken hostage in the post office with
others by three gun-toting thugs, and is threatened by the ringleader (Zinedine Soualem) to play ball or else. To make matters worse, the oily chief of
police (François Damiens) suspects the broke star (all his money
gone to pay his lawyers) is the leader of the robbers and negotiates
with him over a dangerous hostage situation that gets further out of
control because of all the attention JCVD is receiving from the crowd
of pro-Jean-Claude onlookers. JCVD finds he must resort to his
Hollywood acting experience to get out of this pickle (he also must try
and act, something few of his movies ever required of him).
The aim of the film is to
explore both the star's screen personality and his one in real-life,
and see how he's trapped in both from his ridiculous image as a
mega-star macho icon. There are a few funny moments revealed in
flashback (my favorite being at the custody trial his killer kickboxing
action moves in the movies are used against him in the custody trial,
to show his bad character).
The pic's problem is that the
robbery scenario becomes the whole overlong pic, and the novelty joke
of who is the real Jean-Claude wears thin soon after the great opening
Touch of Evil imitation long take of a street scene in Brussels. The
most strange scene has JCVD deliver a
long, whiny, self-pitying but earnest six-minute confessional monologue
about his life failures, as the former superhero star has trashed
himself better than even his worst enemy can; but he delivers the self-serving monologue in the
hopes it can generate new interest in his career for those who see him
sympathetically in a different light. With JCVD viewing himself as a
schlub, I found it hard to relate to him as his former invincible
fighter image in the Universal Soldier and wasn't too thrilled with
this new questionable makeover image.
some ways this is a fascinating film because it's so goofy yet takes
itself so seriously, but ultimately it turns out as bad as the star's
recent string of dreadful films except for the fascination to look at
it as one would a car crash.
REVIEWED ON 8/11/2010 GRADE: C+
Dennis Schwartz: "Ozus' World Movie Reviews"
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