Purely Joyful Movie!

Let's be realistic.

The movie runs out of plot and jokes well before the end of a two-hour running time, long for a light comedy.

Ok... Let's be honest. It cannot be the best movie but is quite enjoyable. The movie has the potential to develop a great plot for future movies

It's films like this that make me grateful that i am not a film critic. If you're a film critic you have to sit there and watch the whole film, no matter how awful it is.I have tried to make it my practice to give films a chance but this one was so mind-numbingly awful that, after about 20 minutes my girlfriend and i just looked at each other and said 'let's go'.The premise is that Hugh Grant (playing the part, as he does, of Hugh Grant) is supposed to be a posh English twit enrolled into the Mafia. Even the premise betrays an inane, juvenile sense of humour - it's just not at all funny.Like crime in multi-story car parks, this film is wrong on so many levels.Save yourself the pain and do something more enjoyable - like poking yourself in the eye with a sharp stick.

Mickey Blue Eyes (1999): Dir: Kelly Makin / Cast: Hugh Grant, James Caan, Jeanne Tripplehorn, Joe Viterelli, Burt Young: Boy, did they ever rush this laughless trash out quickly after the success of Analyze This. Both comedies regards gangsters torn between their professional and personal lives. Title is totally lame but it is the name given to Hugh Grant who is an art auction dealer shocked when Jeanne Tripplehorn refuses to marry him. At first I figured it was because this is a shitty movie, but as it turns out her father is a gangster and she fears that he will have Grant running illegal favours. This indeed does occur and Grant ends up auctioning very expensive paintings. Then a series of events lead to Grant being blamed for the death of the son of another mob leader. Although the setup is amusing the delivery is repetitious with a contrived ending. Kelly Makin does fine as director but this is nowhere near as funny as her earlier comedy Brain Candy. While Grant pulls off humour effectively James Caan as his father-in-law is typecast and predictable. Tripplehorn labours under uninteresting material and is involved in an ending that is too stupid for words. Then we have Joe Viterelli as a carry over from Analyze This as if he just couldn't play any other role. Misfire comedy laden with clichés. It is enough to make Mickey close his blue eyes in order to erase the memory. Score: 2 ½ / 10

Michael Felgate (Hugh Grant) is a funny art auctioneer managing an auction house. He proposes to girlfriend Gina Vitale (Jeanne Tripplehorn) but she rejects him at first to keep him out of her mob family and her gangster father Frank Vitale (James Caan). They agree to get married while keeping out of the family business. However that's harder to maintain when mob boss Vito Graziosi (Burt Young) wants his son Johnny (John Ventimiglia)'s garish painting to be auctioned off by Michael for $50k. Then the FBI comes knocking on his door claiming its possible money laundering.It starts off really funny at the Chinese restaurant. It has a great promising premise but the comedy fades. It has Hugh Grant's flailing away without a proper partner to play off of. There is a funny bit where Hugh struggles with the mobster accent. Forgedaboud it! That was hilarious. The movie needs more moments like that.

Hugh Grant reprises his old moves in a film that reprises old themes for laughs. Recent (noughties) Hugh Grant films have had a knowing respectability about them. Before these were films like 9 Months and this one - recycled, market driven nonsense.So we're given the cast of The Sopranos (apparently), a ratpack soundtrack and endless, feeble mobflick parody that's not funny but black, stifling and cringeworthy by turns.Even Jeanne Tripplehorn is miscast, bringing too much gravity to her functional love interest. It's surprisingly difficult to pull off black comedy - applying the funnies to the wiseguys is no different and this one pretty much fails. 2/10