Movie Reviews
‘Gail Daughtry and the Celebrity Sex Pass’ Review: David Wain Gleefully Makes Comedy Dumb Again, With Assists From Zoey Deutch and Jon Hamm
Last summer, it was such a treat to see The Naked Gun in theaters and laugh with giddy abandon. How rare that is these days, when most comedy is relegated to meme churn or, I guess, snarky asides in blockbuster spectaculars. An honest to goodness comedy, with no mission beyond making its audience guffaw, felt like a gift from on high. I worried we’d get nothing else like it for a long time, if ever. (I mean, I suppose there was Anaconda.)
Thank god, then, for David Wain and Ken Marino, the longtime comedy allies who have made wonderfully absurd things together since the 1990s. They have a new film, Gail Daughtry and the Celebrity Sex Pass, that is proudly stupid, a scattershot, oddball comedy that makes the friendly, generous offer of simple amusement. Gail Daughtry isn’t on a par with Wain’s true masterpiece, Wet Hot American Summer, but it is still welcomely recognizable as one of his singular creations. Both goofy and edgy, the film may not land every punchline, but it satisfies in visceral, pleasurable ways that a more sophisticated comedy could not.
Gail Daughtry and the Celebrity Sex Pass
The Bottom Line Good stupid fun, at long last.
Venue: Sundance Film Festival (Premieres)
Cast: Zoey Deutch, Jon Hamm, John Slattery, Ken Marino, Miles Gutierrez-Riley, Ben Wang
Director: David Wain
Writers: David Wain, Ken Marino
1 hour 33 minutes
For some reason, Gail Daughtry is a Wizard of Oz homage — though, don’t worry, there’s nary a wheezy Wicked joke to be found in the whole picture. Zoey Deutch, bright and chipper with a glint of something darker in her eyes, plays the titular Kansan, a high-school cheerleader turned hairdresser who has just gotten engaged to her former football captain boyfriend. All is well in their sunshiny little life, in their cute little town, until Gail’s fiancé quite suddenly makes good on his “celebrity sex pass” — an agreement that, supposedly, many couples have. (You know the concept: a monogamous couple’s compact that each party may sleep with one famous crush, with impunity, should the improbable opportunity arise.) We do, in fact, meet the celebrity in question, but I won’t spoil who that is here.
This sends Gail into something of a tailspin, and prompts her to take a trip to Los Angeles with her queer bestie, Otto (a winning Miles Gutierrez-Riley), where she ultimately decides that she’ll need to bed her celebrity pass — nice Midwestern boy Jon Hamm, of course — in order to balance the scales. And thus a wacky yellow brick road adventure begins, Gail and Otto (which might be an anagram for something…) picking up a few new friends along the way. There’s a scarecrow-ish CAA assistant (Ben Wang), a not-so-heartless paparazzo (Marino), and a cowardly John Slattery. It’s a game ensemble, all grooving on the peculiar and erratic rhythms of Wain’s (and Marino’s) comic sensibility.
Jokes abound in Gail Daughtry, some short bursts of profanity and non sequitur, others more cerebral and longform. (Though, not that cerebral, really.) The gags fly fast and furious enough that it doesn’t really matter that plenty of them miss. At a Sundance full of depressingly unfunny comedies, Gail Daughtry seems practically Mark Twain Prize-worthy in comparison.
Explaining any of the good stuff in detail would kind of kill the surprise, but I’ll say in broad overview that there’s a great hotel concierge bit, a riotously repetitive sequence of simple slapstick, a fugue of clever wordplay about the Wright Brothers (of all people). There’s cartoonish violence, over-the-top sex, and some inside-baseball Hollywood stuff that’s not too insidery, or too baseball-y.
The film certainly sags in places, stretches where Wain and Marino could have tightened up the timing, or simply added more jokes. But the overall effect of Gail Daughtry is to re-create the happily zonked university afternoons during which so many fans of my generation steeped ourselves in the elegant inanity of Wain’s output. (Wet Hot was something of a holy grail on my college campus, as it was no doubt on many others.) It’s a kick to have this particular vibe return to us after so long; it’s the first Wain film of its kind in over a decade, though of course there were the Wet Hot miniseries to tide us over.
The film was clearly made on the cheap (though, it was done so in actual Los Angeles, which is commendable!) and the humor is not exactly the most broadly accessible. Thus, I don’t really know what its commercial viability might be, even on streaming. But I hope that Gail Daughtry finds its eager audience, and that those viewers then begin to clamor for more such movies, the kind that dare to go for a laugh without trying to reassure us of their hip, irony-vetted intelligence. Y’know, good old-fashioned comedies that aim for the gut while, yes, lightly tickling the mind. It’s high time to get dumb again — at least at the movies.
Movie Reviews
‘Project Hail Mary’ Review: Ryan Gosling and a Rock Make Sci-Fi Magic
In contrast to other sci-fi heroes, like Interstellar’s Cooper, who ventures into the unknown for the sake of humanity and discovery, knowing the sacrifice of giving up his family, Grace is externally a cynical coward. With no family to call his own, you’d think he’d have the will to go into space for the sake of the planet’s future. Nope, he’s got no courage because the man is a cowardly dog. However, Goddard’s script feels strikingly reflective of our moment. Grace has the tools to make a difference; the Earth flashbacks center on him working towards a solution to the antimatter issue, replete with occasionally confusing but never alienating dialogue. He initially lacks the conviction, embodying a cynicism and hopelessness that many people fall into today.
The film threads this idea effectively through flashbacks that reveal his reluctance, giving the story a tragic undercurrent. Yet, it also makes his relationship with Rocky, the first living thing he truly learns to care for, ever more beautiful.
When paired with Rocky, Gosling enters the rare “puppet scene partner” hall of fame alongside Michael Caine in The Muppet Christmas Carol, never letting the fact that he’s acting opposite a puppet disrupt the sincerity of his performance. His commitment to building a gradual, affectionate friendship with this animatronic creation feels completely natural, and the chemistry translates beautifully on screen. It stands as one of the stronger performances of his career.
Project Hail Mary is overly long, and while it can be deeply affecting, the film leans on a few emotional fake-outs that become repetitive in the latter half. By the third time it deploys the same sentimental beat, the effect begins to feel cloying, slightly dulling the powerful emotions it built earlier. The constant intercutting between past and present can also feel thematically uneven at times, occasionally undercutting the narrative momentum. At 2 hours and 36 minutes, the film feels like it’s stretching itself to meet a blockbuster runtime when a tighter cut might have served better.
FINAL STATEMENT
Project Hail Mary is a meticulously crafted, hopeful, and dazzling space epic that proves the most moving friendship in film this year might just be between Ryan Gosling and a rock.
Movie Reviews
Dan Webster reviews “WTO/99”
DAN WEBSTER:
It may now seem like ancient history, especially to younger listeners, but it was only 26 years ago when the streets of Seattle were filled with protesters, police and—ultimately—scenes of what ended up looking like pure chaos.
It is those scenes—put together to form a portrait of what would become known as the “Battle of Seattle” —that documentary filmmaker Ian Bell captures in his powerful documentary feature WTO/99.
We’ve seen any number of documentaries over the decades that report on every kind of social and cultural event from rock concerts to war. And the majority of them follow a typical format: archival footage blended with interviews, both with participants and with experts who provide an informational, often intellectual, perspective.
WTO/99 is something different. Like The Perfect Neighbor, a 2026 Oscar-nominated documentary feature, Bell’s film consists of what could be called found footage. What he has done is amass a series of news reports and personal video recordings into an hour-and-42-minute collection of individual scenes, mostly focused on a several-block area of downtown Seattle.
That is where a meeting of the WTO, the World Trade Organization, was set to be held between Nov. 30 and Dec. 3, 1999. Delegates from around the world planned to negotiate trade agreements (what else?) at the Washington State Convention and Trade Center.
Months before the meeting, however, a loose coalition of groups—including NGOs, labor unions, student organizations and various others—began their own series of meetings. Their objective was to form ways to protest not just the WTO but, to some of them, the whole idea of a world order they saw as a threat to the economic independence of individual countries.
Bell’s film doesn’t provide much context for all this. What we mostly see are individuals arguing their points of view as they prepare to stop the delegates from even entering the convention center. Meanwhile, Seattle authorities such as then-Mayor Paul Schell and then-Police Chief Norm Stamper—with brief appearances by Gov. Gary Locke and King County Executive Ron Sims—discuss counter measures, with Schell eventually imposing a curfew.
That decision comes, though, after what Bell’s film shows is a peaceful protest evolving into a street fight between people parading and chanting, others chained together and splinter groups intent on smashing the storefronts of businesses owned by what they see as corporate criminals. One intense scene involves a young woman begging those breaking windows to stop and asking them why they’re resorting to violence. In response a lone voice yells their reasoning: “Self-defense.”
Even more intense, though, are the actions of the Seattle police. We see officers using pepper spray, tear gas, flash grenades and other “non-lethal” means such as firing rubber pellets into the crowd. In one scene, a uniformed guy—not identified as a police officer but definitely part of the security crowd, which included National Guardsmen—is shown kicking a guy in the crotch.
The media, too, can’t avoid criticism. Though we see broadcast reporters trying to capture what was happening—with some affected like everybody else by the tear gas that filled the streets like a winter fog—the reports they air seem sketchy, as if they’re doctors trying to diagnose a serious illness by focusing on individual cells. And the images they capture tend to highlight the violence over the well-meaning actions of the vast majority of protesters.
Reactions to what Bell has put on the screen are bound to vary, based on each viewer’s personal politics. Bell revels his own stance by choosing selectively from among thousands of hours of video coverage to form the narrative he feels best captures what happened those two decades-and-change ago.
If nothing else, WTO/99 does reveal a more comprehensive picture of what happened than we got at the time. And, too, it should prepare us for the future. The way this country is going, we’re bound to see a lot more of the same.
Call it the “Battle for America.”
For Spokane Public Radio, I’m Dan Webster.
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Movies 101 host Dan Webster is the senior film critic for Spokane Public Radio.
Movie Reviews
Movie Review: ‘Scream 7’ – Catholic Review
NEW YORK (OSV News) – As its title suggests, “Scream 7” (Paramount) is the latest extension of a long-lived horror franchise, one that’s currently approaching its 30th anniversary on screen. Since each chapter of this slasher saga has been a bloodsoaked mess, the series’ longevity will strike moviegoers of sense as inexplicable.
Yet the slog continues. While the previous film in the sequence shifted the action from California to New York, this second installment, following a 2022 quasi-reboot, settles on a Midwestern locale and reintroduces us to the series’ original protagonist, Sidney Evans, nee Prescott (Neve Campbell).
Having aged out of the adolescent demographic on whom the various murderers who have donned the Ghostface mask that serves as these films’ dubious trademark over the years seem to prefer to prey, Sidney comes equipped with a teen daughter, Tatum (Isabel May). Will Tatum prove as resourceful in evading the unwanted attentions of Ghostface as Mom has?
On the way to answering that question, a clutch of colorless minor characters fall victim to the killer, who sometimes gets — according to his or her lights — creative. Thus one is quite literally made to spill her guts, while another ends up skewered on a barroom’s pointy beer tap.
Through it all, director Kevin Williamson and his co-writer Guy Busick try to peddle a theme of female empowerment in the face of mortal danger. They also take a stab, as it were, at constructing a plotline about intergenerational family tensions. When not jarring viewers with grisly images, however, they’re only likely to lull them into a stupor.
The film contains excessive gory violence, including disembowelment and impaling, underage drinking, mature topics, a couple of profanities, several milder oaths, pervasive rough and considerable crude language and occasional crass expressions. The OSV News classification is O — morally offensive. The Motion Picture Association rating is R — restricted. Under 17 requires accompanying parent or adult guardian.
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