Judging by the reviews and the fact that i like sandra bullock i thought this might be fun.
But its a pretty dull re tread of romancing the stone.
Its not funny exciting original or likeable.
Avoid.
A romantic comedy adventure in the Romancing the Stone mould, but with unconvincing romance and excruciating ‘comedy’. Much of the dialogue between romantic novelist Sandra Bullock and irritatingly klutzy companion Channing Tatum seems to be improvised. If you’ve seen Uncharted, which tried a similar disastrous ploy, you’ll know what to expect.
Check the bloopers reel where they practise one-liners on each other. They’re certainly having a fun time making the movie, but it’s embarrassingly bad on screen. At least Romancing the Stone had a proper script.
With such toe-curling dialogue, lacklustre direction, bog-standard action scenes and an annoying subplot concerning Bullock’s obese editor, this would be a one-star enterprise were it not for the Dominican Republic scenery and a scintillating scene-stealing cameo from Brad Pitt as the Michael Douglas character.
Whilst the Lost City (of D) might have been elusive and hard to find the romantic, opposites attract story it is wrapped in is familiar with nothing you have not seen before over many years. Here is the problem, no matter your age and film-watching experience you have seen this done, many times. In fact, many times over the years starring Sandra Bullock who is the female lead and executive producer of The Lost City.
The brothers Adam and Aaron Nee jointly helmed the film, it would be fair to say this would be their biggest film with some serious A-listers in the cast. They also shared screenwriting with Orien Uziel and Dana Fox, so for good or bad their fingerprints are all over this film.
The film garnered some very positive reviews when it arrived in cinemas and some good PR so with the Blu-Ray dropping onto my doormat, I was looking forward to a light entertaining romp that would put me in mind of Romancing the Stone.
Perhaps it is my age, the specific time in my life, or just my increasing grumpiness but the overwhelming feeling of familiarity certainly diminished my enjoyment.
Comically the film is at its best when it introduces the main protagonists, Bullock playing the serious academic widower who wanted to write important serious works but ends up making a great living from trashy romantic potboilers is in her cinematic comfort zone, too comfortably if truth be told, and Channing Tatum increases his portfolio of dumbos-muscle bound jocks who turn out not to be – all safe and cosy. Supporting these main two we have Daniel Radcliffe bearded, suited and booted, the pleasant face of unapologetic nastiness, easily the best thing in the whole film, closely followed with a knowing wink and nod by Brad Pitt as the super-hero ex-special forces hippy Jack Trainer - a personal trainer. So far so good and it would seem great ingredients for a fun romp.
There is fun to be romped but it is all too familiar and where the laughs do come early these slowly turn into chuckles and snorts as we progress. Da'Vine Joy Randolph rolls up as, I am not kidding, the sassy black friend, well agent, who is really Loretta’s friend. Honestly, is this as far as we have got? There was no sassy gay friend I suppose. The role was pointless and purposeless and frankly Randolph’s comedic talents could have been used better. We also were treated, yet again to Channing Tatum’s buttocks once more, and ho-hoo Sandra Bullock’s character Loretta then has her breath taken away when she sees (we don’t) his presumably massive shlong when he forgetfully turns around sans trousers – it was sooooo funny I wondered why other film’s had not used this comic event in their stories….I will not touch on the chemistry between the leads either, because there was very little.
Although fun could be found throughout the running time, I was thinking do we really need another perilous situation romantic comedy again, and also does Sandra Bullock need to muscle in on male-movie-star-trope that does not need muscling in on? At 58 years old with a good catalogue and no mean influence in the industry does the well-established actor need to be playing a role like this?
If I am being a little mean, but ultimately honest, I was disappointed in the film and especially in the star who can turn her hand to most roles going back down a well-worn path to make a film that has to be exceptionally good to stand out from the thousands of others in the field.
It does not.
Yeah, okay, let’s say it right out of the gate: The Lost City is pretty much Romancing the Stone. It’s the story of an author who finds herself engrossed in writing romance and adventure only to be thrown into a real-world case of romance and adventure. If that alone turns you off, then peace out. But much like romantic comedies and procedural detective tales, its the journey not the destination. We know that our hero will find that elusive treasure, outsmart the bad guy, and get the guy in the end. What matters more are if the characters can sell you on this familiar story yet again. The answer: Kinda.
The casting is spot-on at least. Sandra Bullock plays the romance author Loretta Sage, bitter and weary about meeting deadlines of mindless dreck. She tries to inject some smarts into her books but few take notice. It’s why her latest book, The Lost City of D, immediately makes everyone think the D stands for dick even though it relates more to a lost tribe of the tomb explored in the book. But could you blame the women salivating over these books for such a mistake? After all, all the book covers feature the returning male lead portrayed by Alan Caprison, a dumb model played by Channing Tatum. He mostly lavishes in the fame while Loretta grits her teeth to force a smile for her public.
The antagonist of the film is the billionaire Abigail Fairfax, a name that you better believe such a film would use for mockery of a guy having a girl’s name. He’s played by Daniel Radcliffe who seems to be getting better used to these rich villain types after his role in Now You See Me 2. He seeks a lost civilization and only Loretta can help him find it. So when she refuses, he kidnaps her. When Alan realizes Loretta is in danger, he tries to come to her rescue but isn’t very skilled at being the muscle-bound adventurer of Loretta’s books. This leads to a lot of silly antics and a bit of romance along the way.
Bullock and Tatum have a decent dynamic as fishes clearly out of water. Despite being bound by some improv, they mostly fair well with the material. It’s fun hearing Bullock’s passive commentary on situations and Tatum trying and failing to look heroic. One of the funniest sequences features Tatum struggling to get leeches off his body and Bullock trying not to comment on his penis. It’s a seem that appears standardly silly but both actors do alright with the banter. There are also some strong supporting comedic talents. Brad Pitt appears as a mercenary who is posed as the cunning and capable adventurer with great absurdity. Loretta’s publisher Beth is perfectly played by an eccentric Da'Vine Joy Randolph, going above and beyond to get back her talent but not above complaining about it. Props to Oscar Nunez for making the most of his role as the eccentric pilot, having a fine dinner with the few lines he is given.
The Lost City won’t win over anybody who doesn’t feel like engaging in a retread of Romancing the Stone. But if you like those types of movies and wanna see an adventure film that is less guy-oriented and more absurd with its parody of romance, this film mostly gets the job done.