Well, you cant judge a book by its cover-model.
Everyones mad at Elizabeth Hurley because she scabbed the Screen Actors Guild, SAG, by shooting an Estée Lauder ad during their strike.
I didnt intentionally drop trou on my industry peers; I didnt even know there was a strike on, said Liz, I thought it was strictly coincidence and extraordinary good fortune that I was the only commercial actor working in the western world - a world which, evidently, revolves around me.
Besides, added Liz, in general, Im against SAG, particularly when it comes to me bubbies.
There are 6.2 billion souls in Bedazzled and none of them was wasted in the writing and directing of this flick but plenty, I suspect, were offered up in sacrifice.
Scabrous Liz is scorchingly bad. She doesnt walk, she hops. Maybe the flaps are up on her helium-filled Beelzeboobies! Somebody tether Liz to the set! Are there ants in your pants, Liz, and if so, whats their hurry?
Liz delivers on the one-note performance this movie calls for. When she cries it makes me want to scream. The feeling is unavoidable that youre watching not acting, but the work of a clever cinematographer who pasted together hundreds of Lauder print ads and flipped the pages rapidly to simulate animation.
Lest I forget, Brendan Frazer is also in this movie reminding us what a gifted comic talent he is, especially when the material is right - and as soon as that happens I hope he lets us know. Fortunately, Frazer called on his sense-memory from The Mummy to excavate a thoroughly plundered Liz entombed beneath a pyramid of cosmetics and hair care products.
Bedazzled is a remake of an old Dudley Moore movie, but in this case Dudley is short for deadly dull. And Moore of it.
Brendan is an earnest geek who gets a crush on a co-worker. Dear God, says he, Id give anything to have that girl in my life. Up pops Scab Queen Liz Hurley in a tight red dress to the tune of Wild Thing. Yeah, shes bad to the bone, all right. I can make the whole world love you, Liz tells Brendan, even as the whole Guild hates me.
When Liz whispers into Brendans ear, Im the Devil, my eyes started rolling so fast they rolled right off my nose, out of the theater, and over to the parking lot until they realized they forgot their keys.
Hurley grants Frazer seven wishes, none of which, thankfully, are for seven more wishes or a sequel.
Bedazzled is chocked full of weak, chuckle-resistant Devil cracks, like the license plate on Hurleys ride which coincidentally sums up this movie: BAD 1. Ive got people to condemn to an eternity of fiery torment, says Hurley, or at least 100 minutes plus previews.
Bedazzled leaves me bemused, bewildered and bamboozled.