I had a lot fonder memories of this movie. I'm finding that rewatching movies from my childhood isn't as rewarding as I thought it'd be. In too many cases I've been ruining the favorable memories I had of certain movies that I watch now and think, "This is trash."
Moving is just slightly above trash. I remembered it being a lot funnier. I barely chuckled watching it again.
Moving is a Murphy's Law movie: anything that can go wrong will go wrong. Arlo Pear (Richard Pryor) loses his prestigious job as a transportation design engineer in New Jersey. He finds a better job but it will require him to move to Boise, Idaho. That's a major undertaking that's already stressful enough if it goes perfectly, so what about if every step of the way it seems like the very forces of nature are against you?
The movers he hires are criminals, the house he buys ends up being a stripped down model, the responsible young man in charge of relocating his car has multiple personality disorder, and he ends up with another lousy neighbor. These comedy of errors were too many. Instead of coming off as funny it came off as frustrating. Plus, I think they wasted their R rating.
They used their R rating for a few foul words when I figured that as much that had gone wrong "there would be blood" or maybe a full nuclear meltdown involving an f-bomb laced tirade worthy of a trophy. Nope. It was really a PG movie with more cuss words than it should have had. Even the resolution at the end was perky, neat, and very child friendly.
I didn't get the payoff I deserved. For all that I had to endure from the shoes of Arlo Pear I wanted a lot more satisfying resolution. I wanted an explosion of sorts with sweet, twisted, hilarious revenge. Yet, the punishments Arlo doled out didn't measure up to the crimes. There's about a pound of flesh out there that needs to be taken and I still want it.
Moving is just slightly above trash. I remembered it being a lot funnier. I barely chuckled watching it again.
Moving is a Murphy's Law movie: anything that can go wrong will go wrong. Arlo Pear (Richard Pryor) loses his prestigious job as a transportation design engineer in New Jersey. He finds a better job but it will require him to move to Boise, Idaho. That's a major undertaking that's already stressful enough if it goes perfectly, so what about if every step of the way it seems like the very forces of nature are against you?
The movers he hires are criminals, the house he buys ends up being a stripped down model, the responsible young man in charge of relocating his car has multiple personality disorder, and he ends up with another lousy neighbor. These comedy of errors were too many. Instead of coming off as funny it came off as frustrating. Plus, I think they wasted their R rating.
They used their R rating for a few foul words when I figured that as much that had gone wrong "there would be blood" or maybe a full nuclear meltdown involving an f-bomb laced tirade worthy of a trophy. Nope. It was really a PG movie with more cuss words than it should have had. Even the resolution at the end was perky, neat, and very child friendly.
I didn't get the payoff I deserved. For all that I had to endure from the shoes of Arlo Pear I wanted a lot more satisfying resolution. I wanted an explosion of sorts with sweet, twisted, hilarious revenge. Yet, the punishments Arlo doled out didn't measure up to the crimes. There's about a pound of flesh out there that needs to be taken and I still want it.