The Interpreter (?!?)
April 23, 2005 by naomicorpuz
My God… my brain is swelling. It was one of my rare bonding moments with my baby bro Nick, and our favorite bonding time… movies. Sadly, it could’ve have been one of those memorable moments we had in our rockwell days - like when we saw Anger Management that got us almost into tears laughing.
It was one of Sydney Pollack’s routine. That is using Big Hollywood Stars to make it saleable. Too bad these superstars (that we fall in love with in their best-selling films) fall into it as long as they are working with what they think is a flawless-big-boss-hollywood-most-powerful-cannot-be-rejected-kind-of-guy like Pollack who wastes his movies and lowers the tier of bright careers like Nicole Kidman and Sean Penn. And he did the same thing to Harrison Ford in an ugly movie which he also directed (I forgot the title). He lacks modernity, he is dull, he is boring. He should be coached by Clint Eastwood, who despite the old age does not translate to bore-galore movies.
The Interpreter wasted our time. Wasted people’s time. All of us at the moviehouse were slouching lazily, can’t wait for the movie to end. We had to finish it to compensate our money’s worth. We should’ve seen a different movie 
Arghhhh.
