She explains his mission, but it was hard to concentrate since Parker is upstaged by a bottle of Fresca she keeps on her otherwise pristine desktop.
believes that Heaven is “up” - where he lands in the office of Proctor (Mary-Louise Parker), the head of the Rest in Peace Department. The dead Nick is slowly sucked into the sky - along with Catholics below the age of six, R.I.P.D. Nick has second thoughts, since he’s a good guy at heart, and Hayes shoots him in the face. Nick (Reynolds), a Boston cop on detail with his partner Bobby Hayes (Kevin Bacon, in the familiar Kevin Bacon sleaze-bag role), finds a stash of gold that they decide to keep. So here is a rough transcription of my notes, scribbled in the 3-D dark, while sitting through the summer’s most inert film. gives every indication of having been a sloppy first-draft script (by Phil Hay and Matt Manfredi) that the producers, in a strange spasm of innovation and despair, said, “Aaah, what the hell, let’s just shoot the damn thing.” Any consideration of the film deserves the same level of carelessness: no artful shaping of the review, no arduously composed lede and capper. Less a bad movie than simply not a movie, R.I.P.D.
A dozen years in gestation, with an announced budget of $135 million, this knockoff mashup of Ghostbusters and Men in Black bore the mark of a zombie artifact - hence the screening for critics just hours before the picture would open for business. Lenkov’s Dark Horse comic book, arrived with its own stench of decay.
Follow a torrid late afternoon in Manhattan, Universal Pictures finally let critics see its action comedy R.I.P.D., starring Jeff Bridges and Ryan Reynolds as a pair of deceased lawmen who return to modern Boston to confront a horde of zombies, called “Deados.” The movie, based on Peter M.
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