Savages is one of the most aggravating and downright terrible movies I’ve ever seen in theatres. When the best thing I could think up after leaving the movie was: “That sandwich that John Travolta ate looked swell”, then we have a serious problem. I’m not saying this for hyperbole or even just to be funny, I’m dead serious. The sandwich John Travolta eats is the best part of this movie. The rest of it is awful. In fact, I’d be doing the world a service by not writing my thoughts on it down and pretending that it doesn’t exist. You’d be doing the world a service by acting in a similar manner and pretending that these words don’t exist. Because if my words exist than so does this awful movie (but seriously please read this).
It would be one thing if Savages was a bad movie that was short, or at least felt short. Unfortunately Savages is neither of these things, as it feels long, unbearably so. Savages clocks in at 2 hours and 19 minutes. Had this been a fast paced thriller or even a slower burning study of the drug trade and the people inhabiting it, this would be okay. However, Savages is neither of these things and it can’t make up its mind as to what it wants to be. Thriller? Action? Drama? It’s none of those. In a weird way it’s almost a hybrid of all these genres mixed together, which in this case makes for a terribly uneven movie. The vast majority of the movie is just dialogue. I have absolutely nothing against films which are primarily talking, however it’s hard to get into or care about any of the people talking when the plot is terrible.
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