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Charlie's Angels |
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Based on the hit TV series that ran from
1976 to 1981, Charlie’s Angels follows
the exploits of three feisty female private eyes
employed by an anonymous millionaire. The
film is sewn together with a disposable plot
about corporate espionage and revenge. But
it’s just an excuse to show beautiful women in
various stages of undress engaged in mortal
combat.
Let’s face it, Charlie’s Angels sells
sexual sizzle. It did on TV. It does here. And
while scenes aren’t explicit, form-fitting outfits,
cleavage and limp double-entendres rule.
Director McG, whose style-over-substance
résumé has been limited to TV
commercials and music videos, relies on
visual gimmickry and more slow-motion tress
tossing than a shampoo ad. It’s basically an
invitation to ogle. There’s also implied sexual
activity by a promiscuous heroine.
Amid sexualizing its women, the movie
seeks to empower them. They outwit and
outfight emasculated males. A few battles
seem especially violent as these ladies are
beaten up and tossed about like rag dolls.
Often by men. And while profanity isn’t a big
problem, an angel shows how tough she is by
flipping the finger.
Giddy. Naughty. Sexy. Cautiously
nostalgic, Charlie’s Angels wants to
connect with baby boomers, but has its sights
set squarely on a fresh generation of
preadolescent boys who’ve never heard of
Farrah Fawcett. It could have used the title of
another film that came out this year, but
The Big Tease was already taken.
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