Is that really Bono? Heck, why not. He's everywhere, so he might as well be in this slow and uninspired b-movie. Not such a bad fit with his some of his other artistic accomplishments really. Working from his own experience as a former music video director, writer-director Phil Joanou simply can't decide whether this portrayal of his alter ego Jake Walsh is meant to be funny, grungy, romantic, deadpan, or all of the above. It wraps up on a romantic note, but with a different ending, it might as well be filed under "screwball" or even "pub-crawl". That's how random it is. The way the action freezes and Jake (Stephen Dorff) walks onto the stills to comment feels like a cool idea from a hundred years ago. The same goes for the split screen illustrating Jake's phone conferences with his producers, agents, lawyers and other freeloaders on the fringes of the period piece he is trying to make. "Entropy" is nowhere near as wild as the promotion suggests ("Booze, binges, broads"). Incoherently, some reviewers have compared it to Spike Jonze's masterpiece, "Being John Malkovich", which is about as far off the mark as it gets. If you want to see Stephen Dorff as a crazy director, I strongly recommend "Cecil B. Demented" instead. Oh, and just for the record: No way would a woman with eyebrows as bushy as Judith Godrèche's get work as a model in the real world.
Review of Entropy
