Remember when Max Greenfield was on “The O.C.”? Max Greenfield does. He is the best, btw.
"Draft Day" has gotten a lot of good reviews, but, man, it is not a good movie. New York Post critic/agitator Kyle Smith called the film "Dummyball" and that’s pretty much true. "Draft Day" is really dumb! It’s also the ugliest movie I’ve seen in a long time. Ivan Reitman still has that lifetime pass for "Ghostbusters" but it maybe got lost in his wallet. "Draft Day" looks like the first Hollywood movie made specifically for people use Redbox. No actor is safe from Reitman’s camera: Kevin Costner is orange, Jennifer Garner is afforded no favors and Denis Leary’s mouth creases should have received a credit. When Reitman tries to do something different — split screens during phone conversations — it only enhances what he’s missing as an actual creator of images. Everything looks like it was shot on green screen. If it was, that’s lazy and bad; if it wasn’t, that’s worse.
"Draft Day," though, is lacking beyond its visuals. The storyline is needlessly complicated: On the day of the NFL Draft, Cleveland Browns general manager Sonny Weaver Jr. (Costner) decides to trade for the first pick after being bullied into the move by the owner. (Or was he?!) It’s a terrible trade, but Weaver manages to make it work with a bunch of outlandish moves that hold no grasp to reality. No spoilers here, in case you want to watch this on TNT next spring, but Weaver probably could have made one trade and gotten everything he wanted. Then the movie would have been over in five minutes. Maybe that wouldn’t have been such a bad thing.
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