Wednesday, September 29, 2004

13 Going on Grossing Me Out

Well, Twiz, I respectfully disagree. I thought 13 Going On 30 was far superior to Vice Versa in the whole "adult-switching-bodies-with-child" genre. And not just because Jennifer Garner is just so darned cute. (And she played 13 quite well, I might add.) My problem with Vice Versa is that both Fred Savage and Judge Reinhold bug the ever-lovin' shit out of me. Freddie has been annoying ever since he played the whiny, complaining kid on The Wonder Years. The only role he's had that I didn't dislike was when he played "The Mole" in Austin Powers and that's just because everyone was making fun of him. "Moley! Moley! Moley!" And whenever I think of Judge Reinhold I just think of him as the guy who was masturbating while wearing a pirate uniform in Fast Times at Ridgemont High. And who names their kid "Judge"? Maybe if I ever have kids I'll call them "Tax Attorney" and "Chief Executive Officer." (Or if I think they're going to be screw-ups, I'll call them "Crack Whore" and "Used-Car Salesperson.")

Wait, where was I? Oh yeah, 13 Going on 30 ...

This movie was fine in a "watch it on cable" sort of way. Jennifer Garner was entertaining, as was Mark Ruffalo. And as always, I was digging the 80s references. But my main problem (and my problem with most of these types of movies) is that they are skeevy. The movie people can't just avoid the idea of a love-interest. In this movie, the 13 year-old girl in the 30 year-old body had to deal with a hockey-player boyfriend who likes to do stripteases to Ice, Ice Baby. Ew! Why not just leave that part of the movie out? Instead, they walk it right up to the totally icky point and stop there, leaving the audience just vaguely uncomfortable. It's been awhile since I've seen Freaky Friday (the 1976 original with Jodie Foster) but I think they managed to avoid the whole "child dealing with her mother's boyfriend issue" and STILL had a successful movie.

But other than the fact that I wanted to shower after watching it, 13 Going On 30 is still a fine, vaguely entertaining movie. The best parts about it? No Fred Savage and no Judge Reinhold. Suck on that, Twizler!


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