Movie Editors Suck My Elbow

So I went to see “The Stepford Wives” at the dollar theater, and until the last half hour, it was surprisingly good. It was well-paced, it was funny, the casting was perfect, and the writers had carefully updated the situation to work with the postfeminist America that we live in, rather than the 1970s world of the original. I was sitting there in the theater just glowing, thinking, “Wow, Hollywood has done something right!”

Then we got to the last half hour of the movie, and all hell broke loose.

Without spoiling the movie, I’ll just say that the plot had a path that it was on, a well-defined path, and in the last half hour the writers said, “Let’s throw a curveball — no, three curveballs at our audience! Oh, what fun!”

It sucked. The plot had made an interesting point, but then the movie continued and made another point, and then another, and by the time I walked out of the theater, I couldn’t remember who had sold out whom or why. The movie should have ended half an hour ago, and I was confused.

It was like in the remake of “Cape Fear” where by the end, you were just praying for DeNiro to die already, but he kept miraculously coming back for more beatings.

Dammit, where have all the decent movie editors gone?

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