Doesn’t making fun of Christians get old? Not for the liberal secular progressive Christophobes in Hollywood. The new movie ‘ROCK OF AGES’ starring Tom Cruise and Alex Baldwin (need I say more) is opening up tomorrow and once again the villains-bogeymen are WHITE CHRISTIAN WOMEN.
Didn’t the director learn from the massive TV show flop ‘GCB’ (cancelled) that people are sick of Christian-bashing? Well they are.
Gee…. I wonder why I never see a Hollywood movie or TV show mocking and attacking Islamic or Jewish women? Weird.
The movie looks terrible. I’d call for a BOYCOTT on the film – but I don’t think anybody will waste their money on it.
Words like… bigoted, cheesy and CLICHE don’t really do this film justice.
Christians come out of the closet and end the silence. Stand up for Jesus and our faith. Combat Christophobia. Legalize Jesus.
‘ROCK OF AGES’ PAINTS CHURCH AS
HYPOCRITICAL, ANTI-ROCK ‘N’ ROLL
The new movie musical “Rock of Ages” takes some creative
liberties with the source material, a love letter to the hair metal
rock of the Reagan era.
But rather than draw deeper inspiration from the actual decade in question, Hollywood fell back on its favorite bogeyman – the church goer.
Catherine Zeta-Jones is cast as an L.A. politician’s wife, a Bible thumper who wants to eradicate rock from the Sunset Strip. The brunette Oscar-winner looks and acts nothing like Tipper Gore, the wife of then-Sen. Al Gore who crusaded against offensive rock music and misogynistic music videos during the 1980s.
Every film needs a villain, right? So why not trot out a Gore doppelganger and have some fun with the real thing? Instead, the close-minded church goers here are depicted as both unthinking and hypocritical, leading lives that can hardly be described as saintly.
Tipper Gore can breathe a sigh of relief when “Rock of Ages” hits theaters nationwide Friday.
‘Rock of Ages’ isn’t rollicking
By Claudia Puig, USA TODAY
Don’t stop believing. Just avoid clichéd musicals that try to capture the anarchic spirit of rock with trite commercial re-treads.
Watch an early episode of Glee for a better tale of music career dreams, or better yet track down 1984′s This isSpinal Tap for a hilarious satire of the disillusion that kicks in when those careers hit the skids.
Rock of Ages, based on Chris D’Arienzo’s Broadway musical, can’t seem to decide on how to play its simplistic story — straight or farcically. It ends up half-mocking, half-revering the era.
While the film’s hair-metal and power-ballad playlist may not constitute the advertised “greatest hits of the ’80s” for all — or even most — rock fans, the familiar songs by such bands as Journey, Poison and Twisted Sister are catchy enough. But the film is flatly shot, badly choreographed and brimming with bad wigs. The boring dance sequences are all the more disappointing given that director Adam Shankman— who did a far better job adapting the Broadway version of John Waters’Hairspray— began his career as a dancer and choreographer.
About the movie
Rock of Ages
*1/2 out of four
Tom Cruise plays dissolute rock star Stacee Jaxx, a man who’s supposed to ooze sexy danger. Cruise preens, struts around shirtless and pontificates nonsense, making the whole thing feel like more of a vanity project than a film version of an exuberant Broadway musical.
The bigger problem is that the story is centered on a stultifying bland romance between two striking but deadly dull dreamers. There’s Sherrie (Julianne Hough), an aspiring singer who motors in to L.A. on a Greyhound from Oklahoma (she and her fellow passengers break into Night Ranger’s Sister Christian to while away the hours), and Drew ( Diego Boneta), an aspiring rocker who works at Hollywood’s famous Bourbon Room. We know he’s rock-star material when he gets his big break, nearly chokes, but collects himself enough to belt out: “I wanna rock!” All is forgiven.
Enjoy eight clips from ‘Rock of Ages’
Alec Baldwin steals what there is of the show as the grumpy owner of the Bourbon Room (modeled on the seminal rock club the Whisky). He and assistant Lonny (Russell Brand) break into REO Speedwagon’s Can’t Fight this Feeling in the funniest number.
Ridiculously exaggerated characters were perfect forHairspray, but they stand out awkwardly amid this earnest tribute. Leading the charge to clean up the Sunset Strip is Catherine Zeta-Jones, the mayor’s wife and a fire-breathing anti-rock matron. A musical number of respectably suited-up moms singing Pat Benatar’s Hit Me with Your Best Shot is stale and humorless.
Hough and Boneta are solid singers, but lack acting range. Paul Giamatti throws himself exuberantly into the role of Jaxx’s slimy manager.
Though the character remains a cipher, Cruise breathes some life into the tritely familiar rock-god persona, recycling elements of the more complex, misogynistic character he played in 1999′s Magnolia.
But the tame, tone-deaf story and collection of mostly forgettable ’80s tunes add up to a big zero.