As much as Barry Egan is meant to be a deconstruction of the archetypal Adam Sandler man-child character, there are few characters I've related to more than Barry in this film. Sure, I've never destroyed a whole bathroom in a fit of rage or gotten caught in a phone sex-line loan scam - yet at least - but the loneliness, anxiety and bubbling rage beneath it all? I'm always dealing with that. Trapped in your mind, wanting to belong but…
Viewed in a bubble this is a solid but low key examination on the way trauma, addiction and anger is passed on from generation to generation, and how someone can escape from that chain.
Taking into account that this was written by Shia LeBeouf as a form of therapy whilst in rehab, then in many ways it transcends criticising for me. This is Shia opening his soul, letting us see his pain and his recovery, and with that context this film is quietly powerful. Between this and Peanut Butter Falcon I am now fully on board for a LeBeouf Renaissance.
Every year we're blessed with at least one total disaster blockbuster. They may not necessarily be the worst film of the year - and I may not even dislike it - but there's always at least one big budget release where everything that could go wrong does go wrong, and you leave the film aching to know just what happened behind the scenes. Hellboy 2019 is the first one of those I've seen this year and only time will tell…
So this one was a massive give and take for me, but my overall feelings are honestly more on the positive than the negative. It's a film that does certain things so damn well that you can tell that if the worse aspects of the film had been improved on then this could've been a genuine classic. For what it is though, it's honestly some flawed but ambitious fun.
The best thing and the true star of the film is…