Volume III • Issue 2• July 2005

Grosse Pointe Blank (1997)
Bickering and man-on-John Cusack love by Grovemiller and Kirkbride

DJ: This fine month, we're taking a look at the 1996 John Cusack comedy Grosse Pointe Blank, the story of a hitman returning to his home town he abandoned on his senior prom night for his 10 year class reunion. Hijinks ensue. I love the rapid fire dialogue and black humor of this flick.
 
Dustin: Great, except that it was actually a 1997 release. Man, look at me with the check right at the start!
 
DJ: Goddammit! They're the class of 1996! It confused me!
 
Dustin: I'm actually still am not sure how I felt about this movie.
 
DJ: What the hell you mean "not sure"? Every character is quirky and interesting, cool suits, violence, romance, action, comedy, John Cusack! What's missing, man?
 
Dustin: Yeah... I love me some John Cusack as much as any other right-minded (hetero) male would, but this just didn't click with me.
 
DJ: Alright. You're suspect.
 
Dustin: I didn't dislike it, but I wasn't enthralled either.
 
DJ: From here on out, your taste in movies shall be taken with a grain of salt.
 
Dustin: Oh really? Perhaps you'd like to just sit over there and do this column by yourself, since your tastes are so impeccable? I'll just sit over here and nod with blind enthusiasm with your almighty opinions.
 
DJ: ...
 
Dustin: Please, by all means. Go for it.
 
DJ: I'm sorry, sugar. Don't be mad. I just got sassy is all.
 
Dustin: No no, please. Enlighten the readers.
 
DJ: Well, I'm trying to figure out what you might not like about it... I mean, is it the very interesting and developed character of Martin Blank, played perfectly by the aforementioned Cusack? Or his sister, Joan's turn as his hilarious hitman assistant? Or perhaps it was Dan Aykroyd's perfectly square and amusing turn as his chief competition, trying to form a hitman union?
 
Dustin: You're asking questions. I can't nod enthusiastically at questions.
 
DJ: They're opinions veiled in the form of questions.
 
Dustin: (nods enthusiastically)
 
DJ: No, seriously. I love the tone, the soundtrack, the acting... what didn't sit well with you?
 
Dustin: As I quite possibly indicated before, I didn't dislike this at all... I just didn't fall in love with it. I "liked" it.
 
DJ: Hmmm... I'm just disappointed you didn't love it is all. Figured you would totally get into the weird tale of redemption with great music like I did. And fall for skinny ties. This made me want to wear skinny ties for some reason. Oh, and be a hitman. Which I was no good at, actually.
 
Dustin: Well, yes... the music actually was really good. i was impressed at the soundtrack selection, for sure, but that's almost a Cusack hallmark--good music follows him around like a hyperactive puppy.
 
DJ: True.
 
Dustin: The man has fantastic taste in popular music, and whenever he's got a hand in writing or production, he makes sure that that you're hearing stuff like The Clash. Man, there was even a Toots and the Maytals reference in the film. That's a man who cares.
 
DJ: Yeah... same with High Fidelity, especially. Actually, I feel that Grosse Pointe Blank is part two in John Cusack's REALLY GOOD leading man in a comedy-ish movie trilogy sandwiched by Say Anything and the aforementioned High Fidelity.
 
Dustin: But damn it all, there as always was Joan, acting as the Yang to John's amazing Yin. I swear to God the two are actually conjoined siblings.
 
DJ: There are other Cusacks about in this flick, too. It's a family affair.
 
Dustin: Now I should clarify, I don't mind Joan all THAT much, but when you stack her against her brother, it's like two different games. She's in that category of actors that always seem to be more themselves than their characters... like Tom Hanks.
 
DJ: Well, she's the most unhinged in this one. And I like it. She's all manic while he's calm and collected. At least he's trying to be.
 
Dustin: He's good at that. He can brood really well, and the thing that amazes me is that he still projects "cool" along with "brood." That's a hell of a one-two punch to be able to throw if you're an actor. Add that in with his, well... movie star good looks, and you've got a guy who can really carry a lead role, be it drama or comedy in this case.
 
DJ: And he's likeable even when being something of a dick (see also, again, High Fidelity)... it's to the extreme here, though. I love how this movie is about a murderer for hire trying to find himself. Having trouble justifying the horrendous things he does for a living... and yet it's funny, and he's likable.
 
Dustin: One of the more subtle touches I enjoyed in the writing is the fact that he just openly tells people he's a professional killer, and that really doubles as a cover, since no one really believes him.
 
DJ: "Do you get dental with that?" It's a good running gag that works. Oh, and the Piven playing the type of friend who will roll up a dead body in a tarp and help you carry it down to the furnace. That's a loyal fella.
 
Dustin: I think he was more in shock than anything. It didn't come across to clearly.
 
DJ: Well, he didn't turn him in. Had a drink with him afterward. I mean, it's shock, but at least he didn't run off like Debi Newberry (Minnie Driver).
 
Dustin: In general, I wasn't that thrilled with the casting in this. I am not a Minnie Driver fan at all.
 
DJ: I liked her in this. But... what other casting problem? Surely not Alan Arkin as the therapist. I actually love this cast.
 
Dustin: Add that to the fact that Dan Aykroyd was right for HIS role, but I don't feel that role was the right thing for the film.
 
DJ: He's the opposite of Blank. It's perfect. They contrast each other. They see their profession totally differently and end up trying to kill each other, but don't really hate each other or anything. I think it works perfectly. Especially with the two NSA agents he has trailing Blank. He's a great "sorta" villain.
 
Dustin: Nah, Aykroyd's character just doesn't strike me as being "correct" for a killer. Although I've not ever met one that I know of, so who am I to judge? Maybe I've just never been convinced by Dan trying to play the heavy in a film.
 
DJ: That's what I like about it. He doesn't see himself as a bad guy. He's a goof. Just happens to be a hired assassin. He's a well-rounded character. In fact, every single character has something to do. No one falls flat to me. Even the one scene-types.
 
Dustin: Robert Stack would've played that much better. I can't remember if he was dead by that point.
 
DJ: No offense to the mighty Stack, but I think that Aykroyd really owns that role. Although he wanted originally to play it really effeminate with some weird accent... I'm glad he was talked out of that.
 
Dustin: Oh, speaking of "one scene" characters, the one line in the movie that I actually laughed out loud at: Cusack has just saved a convenience store clerk from a massive explosion and asks the guy if he's alright. "No, I'm not alright! I'm hurt, I'm pissed, and I've got to find a new job!"
 
DJ: I love his weak lil' shove and huffy attitude. That is a good scene. But, overall, not that fun to you, eh? Too many different tones maybe?
 
Dustin: Stop painting it like I didn't enjoy it... I liked it, the overall experience was a good one. But I felt that there was something missing that really propelled the thing to a higher level. It wasn't pacing, that was fine. I don't really think the writing was suspect... I really think that the casting just didn't gel for me.
 
DJ: I just thought you'd be all, "Oh yeah!" and we'd dance around, in love with the same movie is all.
 
Dustin: Would I watch it again? Sure thing. Would I own it? Eh... maybe if I found it for five bucks.
 
DJ: The cheapest I've found is ten, so... I guess it won't be added to your collection, my good man. And if you do find it for five, I'll be pissed because, you know, I shelled out ten.
 
Dustin: I was going to say something unnecessarily mean... but I won't.
 
DJ: What??? What was it? Why the mean? Now I must know.
 
Dustin: Oh, I was going to make some kind of crack about you being fat and a lummox. But then I felt that it was beneath me to do so.
 
DJ: While little is beneath you, I don't see how calling me a fat lummox, while arguably true, would be applicable to this oddly antagonistic dialogue about Grosse Pointe Blank. And what's with your love of the word "lummox"? Particularly when describing me? It's hard not to cry.
 
Dustin: Yeah, that's why I didn't do it. And plus there's not really any point in me taking shots that are that easy. Let's face it--in the world of clay pigeons, you're kind of a lead albatross. It'd be way too easy to hit you... POINT BLANK!!!
 
DJ: Oh... my ... good... lord... Part of me just died inside. You really went for that one, didn't you?
 
Dustin: See, that was clever. You can learn from watching me. Don't do drugs.
 
DJ: Alcohol is a drug, Dustin. Don't let anyone tell you differently.
 
Dustin: Are we done?
 
DJ: Wait for it... Wait for it... waaait... uh... Okay.
 
Dustin: Nice.
 
DJ: Heh.


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