Mr. Right
Year: 2015
Rating: R
Length: 95 minutes / 1.58 hours
When Mr. Right (2015) came out, it looked like a fun little action rom-com film. I was interested in seeing it because I had found Sam Rockwell’s performances in Iron Man 2 (2010) and Seven Psychopaths (2012) to be quite engaging. Plus, Anna Kendrick is cute in a “doesn’t really smile” kind of way. For whatever reason, I never got around to seeing Mr. Right when it was released six years ago. After finally sitting down and watching it on Netflix, I’m kind of glad I saved the money.
It was clear to me almost from the start that Rockwell was phoning it in on this movie. Sure, he was charismatic as an assassin who kills the people who hire him to kill other people. The fact that he doesn’t lie about his lifestyle to Martha (Anna Kendrick) made him amusing if only for the fact that after the third or fourth time, it should have been obvious to Martha that he wasn’t sarcastic. And while some of the action sequences looked neat overall, it was clear they pulled out all the stops to disguise the fact that none of the actors were doing any of it.
Perhaps the biggest turn-off for this movie for me was Anna Kendrick’s voice. It felt so high-pitched and whiny with an almost “high school girl” cadence to it that I honestly tuned out within the first 10 to 20 minutes. I’m not sure what this movie was trying to do, but I’m pretty sure they failed at it. Perhaps they were hoping to mimic True Lies (1994)? Who knows. In the end, there were too many things that made Mr. Right wrong that I’m glad I’ve only recently wasted my time with it.
A mess of a movie that tries to be funny but fails, I give Mr. Right 1.5 stars out of 5.
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