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Space Cowboys Review
by Tim Wick

Are you ready for Geezers in Space?

I'm gonna be firing off some spoilers in this review because I just really need to. If you go see the movie anyway, don't worry. All of this stuff is so clumsily telegraphed that you would have figured it out anyway.

A movie like Space Cowboys will make you rush to plug in your copy of The Right Stuff or Apollo 13 just because you have a desperate need to get the bad taste out of your mouth. Though it is certainly not on par with the true awfulness that is Mission to Mars, this movie is a great example of everything that is wrong with the Hollywood blockbuster machine.

This is nothing more than a by the numbers comedy/drama/thriller/romance/espionage/disease movie. You take a bunch of Hollywood old guys, mix in an unlikely story about some stolen US technology on a Russian relic of the cold war and you get a bunch of old guys in space suits saving the world in slow motion (because that's how you move in space).

The movie is fairly promising at first. The band of intrepid old guys are a quartet of reliable actors (Clint Eastwood, James Garner, Donald Sutherland and Tommy Lee Jones). They have a pretty good chemistry on the screen and manage to create differing personalities despite the fact that the only thing the movie seems concerned with pointing out about them is the fact that they are old. A lot of amusing training scenes ensue with the old guys trying to prove to the young bucks at NASA that they still have the right stuff.

The young bucks, by the way, are useless. Loren Dean (Apollo 13) and Courtney Vance (The Hunt for Red October) play the young guys who go into space with the express purpose of proving their uselessness in the face of heavy odds. Instead of being an example of the best NASA would have to offer, these two are just cocky kids who really have no idea how to deal with a critical situation and just get themselves knocked unconscious so the geezers will have to deal with the problem. The only problem is the fact that the geezers end up having to deal with a couple limp crew members and that makes it tougher for them to prove how good they really are.

I'm not even going to go into the science problems with this film. I don't need to. The movie collapses under it's own weight so quickly, I lost interest in tallying the scientific inaccuracies.

Plot holes were a bit harder to miss. Eastwood's character has a wife who is in a few scenes at the beginning and then mysteriously disappears when he gets ready to head into space. One could assume she would be a bit annoyed by his septuagenarian wet dream that could easily result in his death. We have to assume it because we never get to see it. The two young buck astronauts are pushed out of the shuttle in an emergency evacuation during the landing and we never hear from them again. Did they make it? I didn't care, but I'm guessing someone did. The head of the mission was a jerky codger who was the cause of the whole problem and we never saw him have to answer for his crimes. He could have been responsible for the destruction of half the United States and he came out smelling like a rose. That was hardly the ending his character deserved. All this choppy script writing seemed to indicate that all the producers really wanted was another old guy joke instead of some genuine character development.

One more thing that bears mentioning is the completely drab score that almost manages to work counter to the movie itself. When the movie is supposed to be tense, the score is calm. When it's supposed to be thrilling, the score is calm. When it's supposed to be calm, the score is silent. I might expect such a varied presentation from a lullaby, but I was trying to watch a movie.

Finally, I have to say that the ending shot of this movie was just about the lamest film ending I have seen in a long time.

This movie has it's fun moments, but it is uninspired film making. Clint Eastwood may have won the Oscar for directing Unforgiven, but he probably should stay out of the directors chair for movies like this one. The word "Cowboys" may be in the title, but this is not even as good as a spaghetti western in space.

Clint should stick to what he knows.

 

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Based on his belief that people coming to this site give a rip about his opinion, you have probably guessed that Tim Wick has a pretty big ego. Despite having no experience as a critic, he insists on writing these boorish reviews of movies in a vain attempt to feel more important. Since it allows us to put up new material on the site and keep you all coming back for more, we go ahead and humor him.

We don't know anything about Tim's past. We assume that he just walked out of the west like Cain in Kung Fu, but we don't really care. He is a member of the board of directors for MISFITS and runs the read the book/see the movie club.

Or so he claims...

You can also read Tim's thoughts on the Me Myself and Irene.


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