Saturday, April 25, 2009

Obsessed


The new movie, Obsessed, is tripe. Trash. Not anywhere close to being Oscar bait. But it is well-made tripe. Entertaining tripe. And you know where this movie is going the moment you plop your behind in the seat.
This is an over-the-top, crowd-pleasing movie that teases and taunts its way to the grand finale that everyone is blood-thirsty for -- that catfight between Beyonce Knowles (aka Sasha Fierce) and Ali Larter, who plays the femme fatal.
A much milder rip-off of Fatal Attraction, the film features Idris Elba as Derek, a happily married man (you would be happy too if you were married to the fineness that is Beyonce) with a new house, a successful career and a son named Kyle.
All is perfect until Larter's Lisa comes into his life, a cute blond who is temping at his agency. Somehow, she ends up being a permanent and very seductive presence in his life, tempting him with racy e-mails and saucy come-ons accompanied with sneaking a drug into his drink. Unlike Fatal Attraction, nothing happens between Derek and Lisa, despite Lisa's fervent attempts.
But that doesn't stop Lisa from creating some crazy fantasy in her head that Derek and she are destined to be together, if only Derek's wife, Sharon, wasn't in the way.
And that's when Beyonce shines. This ain't deep. Beyonce gives Sharon that around-the-way, don't mess with my man kind of attitude. That ready to take her earrings and serve some self-righteous beatdowns swagger that only Sasha Fierce can bring.
Too bad it takes a lot of shouting and not-too-subtle attempts by Lisa before the showdown comes in the last 15 minutes of the film.
Elba and Beyonce have some nice scenes together, and Larter does a good job of making Lisa the kind of sick bitch we like to see get her comeuppance at the end. Plus, the catfight is worth the wait. Trust me.
Predictable? Absolutely. Poor script? No doubt. Entertaining? Hell yes. And even with blood trickling down her chin, Beyonce is still gorgeous.

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