...and the onslaught begins!

[Aman619]

or should I say catfight?

 

CATWOMAN reviews are coming in:

NY DAILY NEWS    1 1/2 STARS by  JAMI BERNARD

 

mwowrrrrrrrrr.

[s-man]

It rated that high, huh!?

[uclapeterg]

1 1/2 out of what?

[delekkerste]

1 1/2 out of what?

 

My guess is that it's not 1 1/2 out of 2...

[Aman619]

heres the rest of it:

 

i tried to just take a few lines to give you the gist of it, but each line is a keeper!!

 

HalleBerryneeds to take out her Oscar every morning Ñ the 2002 Best Actress Oscar she lauded as a breakthrough for women of color Ñ and swear to it that she will not accept any more demeaning, stupid roles. Unfortunately, itÕs too late to do anything about ÒCatwoman,Ó which litters the nationÕs screens beginning today. It starsBerryin a cat-eared beanie and Sharon Stone camping it up as if sheÕs in a ÒColumboÓ episode.

 

The plot has to do with product safety. ThereÕs a moisturizer coming to market that could disfigure the faces of vain women everywhere, and only Catwoman can prevent this catastrophe. Big yawn.

 

Not to be catty, but this movieÕs raison dÕetre is to dress the incomparably gorgeousBerryin leather and turn her into a kitten with a whip.

That is not a bad thing in and of itself. But a movie needs more than a few sexual innuendos and throaty purrs to keep us from taking a catnap. How about a strong story and credible characters? Stripped of all relation to the Batman comics from which Catwoman sprang, the character in this movie is a stand-alone superhero whose motivations remain murky.

 

Patience Philips (Berry) is a mousy graphic artist who felines up with the help of a mysterious Egyptian Mau, a particularly beautiful breed of cat whose leopard-like markings speak of wild ancestry. Patience is murdered after overhearing that the cold cream being marketed by her employer can cause scarring. Her body winds up on a garbage heap where the areaÕs cats gather, no doubt to discuss whether PETA should protect them from looking ridiculous in movies like this.

 

The alpha cat of the bunch, an Egyptian Mau with the aid of sloppy CGI, breathes some strong, salmon-y breath into the dead girlÕs mouth. Patience arises with a new fondness for sushi, leather, heights and vengeance. ItÕs like an overnight assertiveness training course, although Patience seems to go in and out of her newfound persona for no good reason. She stands up to her boss (Lambert Wilson, dripping with condescension) and then tumbles all over herself to apologize, when everyone knows that being a cat means never having to say youÕre sorry.

 

A subplot has Benjamin Bratt as a cop trying to date Patience. He falls for her when sheÕs still shy and a bad dresser, but heÕs also attracted to the boldness and long fingernails of Catwoman, which speaks to the duality of human nature or to a lazy -script. The director is Jean-Christophe Comar, who goes by the moniker ÒPitof.Ó He is mostly known for his work in digital effects, but the sequences in which Catwoman bounds through the city are on par with a low-budget video game, lacking the physics to even suggest human heft.

 

Another subplot, one that had the audience at a recent preview guffawing, involves Frances Conroy (ÒSix Feet UnderÓ) as the chief can-opener for a houseful of cats invested with mystical properties. The cats all look like theyÕre biding time until something better comes along.

 

ouch....

[The Brain]

heres the rest of it:

 

i tried to just take a few lines to give you the gist of it, but each line is a keeper!!

 

HalleBerryneeds to take out her Oscar every morning Ñ the 2002 Best Actress Oscar she lauded as a breakthrough for women of color Ñ and swear to it that she will not accept any more demeaning, stupid roles. Unfortunately, itÕs too late to do anything about ÒCatwoman,Ó which litters the nationÕs screens beginning today. It starsBerryin a cat-eared beanie and Sharon Stone camping it up as if sheÕs in a ÒColumboÓ episode.

 

The plot has to do with product safety. ThereÕs a moisturizer coming to market that could disfigure the faces of vain women everywhere, and only Catwoman can prevent this catastrophe. Big yawn.

 

Not to be catty, but this movieÕs raison dÕetre is to dress the incomparably gorgeousBerryin leather and turn her into a kitten with a whip.

That is not a bad thing in and of itself. But a movie needs more than a few sexual innuendos and throaty purrs to keep us from taking a catnap. How about a strong story and credible characters? Stripped of all relation to the Batman comics from which Catwoman sprang, the character in this movie is a stand-alone superhero whose motivations remain murky.

 

Patience Philips (Berry) is a mousy graphic artist who felines up with the help of a mysterious Egyptian Mau, a particularly beautiful breed of cat whose leopard-like markings speak of wild ancestry. Patience is murdered after overhearing that the cold cream being marketed by her employer can cause scarring. Her body winds up on a garbage heap where the areaÕs cats gather, no doubt to discuss whether PETA should protect them from looking ridiculous in movies like this.

 

The alpha cat of the bunch, an Egyptian Mau with the aid of sloppy CGI, breathes some strong, salmon-y breath into the dead girlÕs mouth. Patience arises with a new fondness for sushi, leather, heights and vengeance. ItÕs like an overnight assertiveness training course, although Patience seems to go in and out of her newfound persona for no good reason. She stands up to her boss (Lambert Wilson, dripping with condescension) and then tumbles all over herself to apologize, when everyone knows that being a cat means never having to say youÕre sorry.

 

A subplot has Benjamin Bratt as a cop trying to date Patience. He falls for her when sheÕs still shy and a bad dresser, but heÕs also attracted to the boldness and long fingernails of Catwoman, which speaks to the duality of human nature or to a lazy -script. The director is Jean-Christophe Comar, who goes by the moniker ÒPitof.Ó He is mostly known for his work in digital effects, but the sequences in which Catwoman bounds through the city are on par with a low-budget video game, lacking the physics to even suggest human heft.

 

Another subplot, one that had the audience at a recent preview guffawing, involves Frances Conroy (ÒSix Feet UnderÓ) as the chief can-opener for a houseful of cats invested with mystical properties. The cats all look like theyÕre biding time until something better comes along.

 

ouch....

 

the line that will live in infamy Stone......"looks like its over..." Berry......"NO ITS OVERTIME"