DVD REVIEW: DOMINO

Tony Scott has lost his mind.

We watched DOMINO last night. Ok, I watched it, as T-Rex bailed after 30minutes. I rented this flick because it seems Tony Scott has reinvented himself as a director lately and I was curious to see his new stuff. If you've seen his short he did for BMW Films, "Beat the Devil", then you pretty much know what this film looks and feels like; similar fun cinematography. But how best to describe this movie? Forget Tony Scott directed it all-together.

Picture a handful of failed film school chodes who work at the local indy video store being pompus asses. Then picture them watching nothing but Lock, Stock & Two Smoking Barrels, Snatch, True Romance, Training Day, Heat, CSI: Las Vegas and 24hour FOX News, all while doing loads of coke and meth, writing the script and crying that they will never have sex with a girl outside of cheap prostitutes. The script is finally written and the one guy who doesn't work at the local indy video store but instead is a miserable crappy LA waiter, happens to see a tv director, best known for music videos and Levi jeans commercials, go into the men's restroom to snort coke off the toilet seat. The script is then slid under the stall door. Fast forward and the film school chodes and the old "3rd midlife crisis chauvinistic pig" male director are cutting together the film while doing loads of coke and meth off hookers' body parts and constantly watching Lock, Stock & Two Smoking Barrels, Snatch, True Romance, Training Day, Heat, CSI: Las Vegas and 24hour FOX News. Now imagine what that film is like and amp up the plot holes, lack of logic, sexism and the embarassing failed attempts to be hip and cool.

Although, at the end, I became kinda fond of the film. But I think that was more like how hostages fall in love with their captors.