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Breaking In, movie review

I’ll start by saying the trailers for this movie are amazing. The music, the idea behind it, very well done. I walked into the theater expecting to see some woman power.

I left feeling pity for all the men who were emasculated in the film and wondering why any man had agreed to be involved in that film at all.

So the film centers around a group of four men wanting to steal $4 million dollars from the safe inside the house, which happens to be at the same time a mother and her two children arrive to prepare the house for sale. A back and forth begins where the group are locking each other out of the house, fighting to get back in and so on.

People get hit by cars, and get right back up, while others get hit once with a fist, and stay on the ground bawling like a baby. The woman takes quite a beating and keeps on trucking. Her husband arrives later on, and never gets up from the front porch, where he is hit a few times. This was truly the part that ruined the film for me. This husband/father arrives to find men terrorizing his family and he basically loses all his fight when he’s hit a few times. He just writhes in pain on the porch and gives up. Where’s the adrenaline rush? The rage and urge to defend his family? And why do the kids and mom just feel bad for him instead of going, “Hey F***er we’ve been fighting these assholes all night, why aren’t you helping? F****ing pansy.” This guy is built like a linebacker, it made no sense. If he was supposed to be a pathetic pansy, at least cast an actor who looks like that. Not a guy who looks like he lives in the gym. I get it, they wanted the mom to be the one to save the day, but come on… make it believable. Cause if my husband was that much of a wuss, and didn’t help me AT ALL, cause HE DOESN’T in this movie, he doesn’t even TRY, I would be pissed, and think most women would be. Like, his wife and daughter are being murdered in the next room and he’s just on the porch going, “oh, I think my arm might be broke, he twisted it pretty bad.” WTF?

So… moving past that. The movie kept focusing on things like the mom taking her shoes off. The camera zoomed in to make sure we all noticed this. Then she’d be barefoot for a while, and I thought she ended up shut out of the house, barefoot, but later she had shoes. I was puzzled. If you are going to show me her taking the shoes off, I need to be shown her putting them back on. I’d thought she was running around barefoot in the woods, but no, she magically put them back on. And this, shoes on, shoes off, kept happening, like the camera kept making it a point to shoe her take her shoes off, but later, when she’d need to do a running scene outside, she’d have them back on. It got annoying. Just have her keep the stupid shoes on and stop confusing me.

Scenes would also get cut short, in some attempt to make you wonder what happened, but then… you wouldn’t get shown what happened. Like, ever. The boy is shown, ready to shoot the bad guy, and as he fires, we cut away. Later, we see all party members perfectly fine, basically acting like it never happened. So… what happened? We saw him shoot. Did he miss? Why do we, the audience, not get to know? For several scenes I kept waiting to see the bad guy suddenly collapse from a wound until I finally had to decide the kid had apparently missed, even though they were three feet apart. Or maybe the bad guy had on a bullet proof vest? I’ll never know. And I don’t understand why I’m not allowed to know.

So… yeah, the movie failed on a lot of points. But the actors really gave it their all. They really did. I loved Gabrielle Union’s effort. She did great. But the editors seemed to take the film and decide, “Let’s ruin this movie and jumble this up into a mess.” Maybe they were men who got pissed about how the husband’s character got portrayed as such pansy. To which, I tip their hats to them.

I wouldn’t suggest seeing it. The poor editing will make your head hurt. Even if you are just seeing it to make fun of it.

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