God Bless America
Taking out the trash, one jerk at a time.
Fed up with the cruelty and stupidity of American culture, an unlikely duo goes on a killing spree, killing reality TV stars, bigots and others they find repugnant in this black comedy.
This piece of wank is incredibly similar to finding yourself trapped in a conversation about 'politics' with an 18 year old who's just stumbled across Chomsky, wears anarchy and Che Guevara t-shirts, and thinks Tom Morello is protest music...
... Its heart is sort of approaching the right place, and you don't really want to discourage it too much, but what you'd really love is for it to just shut the fuck up and go bother somebody else.
Satire is a very difficult thing to get right. God Bless America manages to get it perfectly right for the first 30 minutes after which it unfortunately decides to go for the cheap shots and the easy way out. The predictable plot suffers because of it as it loses its crispness that had my interests peaked at the beginning of the film.
Bobcat Goldthwait's film tries to say a lot but does too little to say it cleverly. See, the problem is, when you turn satire into farce, drama into melodrama and reality into larger than life, it loses all of its power and the message it tries to convey gets lost in its own style. And it is a…
There are only a handful of comedians who’ve successfully transcended their roles to become something much more important to society. The late great Bill Hicks was the master of satirising society’s ills and highlighting pop culture as a capitalist tool to keep the masses docile and subservient. The equally late and indeed great George Carlin would revile the religious and political ideologies of the world as the self-serving agendas they so often are with a level of bewilderment and world-weariness that was as thought-provking as it was hilarious. In fact, it’s these great comic writers that have often served as a much-needed reminder that life is “just a ride” – and we’d be much better off caring for our fellow…
A media and political satire, a black comedy, and a story of an unlikely friendship, "God Bless America" is ultimately about noise. It is about the unending rivers of noise spewed by talk radio, bad television, demagogues, the miseducated, and the uneducated; and the film is built around what happens when people decide that they have had enough of this noise.
This is a violent yet funny film, and it is definitely not for everyone. Like most satires, it trades real heart and earnestness for comically stylized jabs at its taget. The film clearly, effectively, and, sometimes, disturbingly makes its point, but fails to come up with a resolution that results in anyone turning down the noise.
Bobcat Goldthwait's God Bless America is one of the most frustrating films I've watched recently. It is a film that has every right to be a great modern... something or other about society's degradation. But this is the problem. It's not really sure what it wants to be.
Goldthwait's World's Greatest Dad was absolutely sure that it wanted to be a satire, and as a result, it managed to transcend its rather bland direction to become a film with something rather unique to say. Now granted, God Bless America's "message" isn't brand new, but at the very least it should feel refreshing, especially if done right.
Any movie where I disagree with the filmmaker on his viewpoints can still be…
When Frank finally snaps and embarks on his killing spree, there is one group of people he regrettably never gets around to offing: the damn trailer editors who gleefully spoil every money shot and plot element in their shameless effort to sell the movie. Never mind that it largely ruins the experience for anyone who is lured into buying a ticket, the important thing is to squeeze as much money as possible out of an audience as fast as possible, after all! I don't blame director Bobcat Goldthwait, I blame the marketing department! But, I digress.
God Bless America is not quite the righteous, rage-filled, black-as-a-moonless-night comedy I was hoping for (and which the annoyingly well edited trailer makes it…
The premise of this movie is excellent, and there are definitely some hilarious moments, but the end product feels a bit hypocritical. This is the kind of movie that could either be taken somewhat seriously or just as a no-holds-barred Tarantino-style revenge fantasy and it tries to be both. It would've been stronger if it had more focus, but I still had a blast watching it.
That was really edgy and new I have nothing but respect for you Bobcat
I didn't realize this was a Bobcat Goldthwait movie going in, but about halfway through I said to myself "Wow, this really feels like a Bobcat Goldthwait movie," looked it up and saw I was right, which I was proud of. That probably has less to do with my film knowledge and more to do with the fact that his movies are very distinctive - both for good and bad. For good, the characters once again are despicable human beings who think they are great, which always leads to some amusing scenes. For bad, as usual Goldthwait's ending couldn't live up to premise, finishing abruptly without really closing off the major plot points. About half of me sees a deep commentary on American commercialism, vanity, and the culture of violence and fame; the other half sees a funny but shallow story without much depth. Still, an enjoyable watch.
A unique plot with interesting ideas that never really feels like it meets your expectations. Check it out if the preview interested you but don't expect to walk away with much.
Man what a movie, it brings you to realize thatpeople make benefit of you sometimes and that all that comes on tellie is not for the tellie cause of the negative influence.
Like this movie alot.
This isn’t satire, it’s diffuse, double-barreled bellyaching (Goldthwait offers both crotchety middle-aged and arrogant adolescent varieties), spraying its crude authorial opinions all over the screen, an approach that wouldn’t be as dire if the author had anything valuable to say or any actual jokes to make. I won’t even get into the moronic fantasy of avenging some supposed loss of human decency by killing whose lifestyle choices we don’t find acceptable, or how idiotically irresponsible and haughty the whole ‘upholders of sanity’ angle is in an era of similarly-conceived gun massacres, or the idea of a supposedly intelligent adult believing that things are ‘just so much more civilized’ in France. Let’s just say I already wrote this story when I was 11, except it had Apache helicopters blowing up the suburbs with Hellfire missiles.
12th entry in the 100 movies in June challenge.
"Isn't this more fun than killing yourself?"
"I don't know. Yeah, maybe."
I liked World's Greatest Dad because the cynicism and anger crept up on the audience. Here we're smothered with it from the start. It's hard to make comedy out of tragedy, and I think this film only partially succeeds (one problem is that new shooting tragedies happen all the time). Still, now that Bobcat Goldthwait has this out of his system, I can't wait to see his next film (Willow Creek, it's about Bigfoot).
A depressing slog of wish fulfillment violence punctuated with amusing diatribes against shallowness.
with so many obnoxious people around America does need blessing by the looks of this film anyway. I found it humourless, pedestrian and lacking teeth. I was drawn to comparisons with Kick Ass, Hard Candy and UK satirists like Christopher Morris and G.B.A fell short by a long way with these. I have to admit that there was something gratifying in a few of the assassinations but the plot was wafer thin & unacceptably implausible with a climax clumsy, banal and anti-climatic . Overall dissatisfying.