I want my time back! I have never walked out on a movie in my life because if I’m going to criticize something I think it only fair to know what I’m talking about. This one really made me reconsider that policy. Improvisation is a good exercise for actors in acting school and for scene development in rehearsal. It’s not writing. It’s not even bad writing. When a film is composed entirely of improvised scenes you have a movie that has no writing. You might as well try to make a film without direction. It is just bad film making. If you want improvisation get out some Jonathan Winters or Robin Williams tapes. The only thing I take away from this film is a curiosity to discover what other work some of the cast has done. This is a talented cast of fine comic actors completely wasted in an excruciating, painful to watch exercise. They can’t be blamed for this disaster. Even the copious nudity became tedious and boring. Maybe it’s time for films to carry a “Contains material of improvisational nature” warning.
Review of Confetti
