Saturday, August 10, 2024

Film Review: Road House (2024)

To have a good laugh, go watch a random clip from the original Road House film from 1989. There, so many things are completely god-awful and terribly unintentionally funny, but Patrick Swayze somehow made it all work out in the end. Today, the film is a classic of campy movies and something that offers loads of fun whether you ultimately appreciate it as a work of cinematography or something that is basically a reel of Fail Army videos with a shared common topic.

The 2024 remake of Road House works broadly in a similar manner, offering the central point of Jake Gyllenhaal as the ex-MMA now wanton bouncer coming to the Florida Keys to set everything right without even trying. The director of the film, Doug Liman, focused on the need to keep the original’s carefree fun spirit and he managed to do a moderately good job there. The photography of the film is great, the warm Florida sun shines on the white sands, while the night shots are all clad in colorful bar lights. Liman previous did films like Edge of Tomorrow, so his cinematography, including inventive camera movements, is excellent. Overall, the visuals are definitely there, but the narrative essence doesn’t manage to follow suit.

The reason for that is that neither Man nor Gillenhall managed to fully capture the once-in-generation mixture of unintentional charm that the original had. That is why the new version has drastically fewer insanely dumb parts, but just as few very good parts as well. There are also many abs and biceps in the film, countlessly more than any appreciation of the female body. Also, people wrestle and fight all of the time, grappling on the floors and bar tables with no end in sight. Because of that, at least, Road House from 2024 will become an iconic gay film in the coming years and decades.