Straight Talk (quick movie review)
Oh the 80s… If you’re too young (or living a fulfilling life) to remember, the 80s were a magical time when Rubik’s Cubes frustrated our minds, New Coke challenged our taste buds, and Dolly Parton’s gigantic rack coupled with her slender body and singing voice held a nation captive via film. The flicks that spring to mind starring Parton’s breasts and sound track include Nine to Five, The Best Little Whore House in All of Texas (that’s a real movie starring Parton and Burt Reynolds and not a porno – I swear) and then there’s Straight Talk, which couples the incredible chemistry of leading man James Woods (?) and Parton, who look… uhm… OK together, I guess.
Straight Talk is a by the numbers fish out of water comedy that takes zero chances and hits every beat you expect, but, it’s a tight ninety minutes. There might be one extraneous scene (where Parton calls back home to Arkansas for no real reason) and a poorly edited montage of Parton becoming a successful radio host, but that’s about it. Other than that, this movie runs like a Swiss clock, and the cinematography is way too good for this movie.
I wouldn’t say that is Straight Talk anything special, but it has a great nostalgic feel for the 80s and some interesting cameos/co-stars, so it’s worth checking out. I’ll give Straight Talk… hmm… let’s go 7.75 out of 10. Maybe it deserves an 8, but it is bland and predictable… it’s well-directed and photographed, but at the end of the day, I’m looking for a little bit more. Still, it’s worth watching if you’re presented with the opportunity, but I don’t recommend going out of your way to see it.
(So… she’s sitting on on a pumpkin in the poster because… it’s only a matter of time before they figure out she’s a fraud? I guess? And this rather reminds me of Cinderella, because… dress wasn’t real… although she had made a real dress… something something… pumpkin.)