Review Date: March 17, 2003
Director: Bruno Barreto
Writer: Eric Wald
Producers: Matthew Baer, Bobby Cohen, Brad Grey
Other than that, the main torpedo in this comedy's arsenal is the appearance and over-the-top nature of Myers' character, whom I personally didn't consider to be even remotely humorous (the bum eye might've worked as a 2-minute SNL sketch, but in a full-blown movie?), as well as plenty of "goofy" bits with the girls in either bikinis or really short skirts! (yay for short skirts!) As for the story, well, Mark Ruffalo (great man!) shows up to give the film that added "romance" via Paltrow, and even though the chemistry between them is zilch and he looks like a little boy next to her, I guess they needed something extra to stir this film into a plot. The finale is also about as expected as Harvey Weinstein moist on Oscar night, while the age-old message about never choosing your career over your honey-bunny provides the film some semblance of "raison d'etre" (I got it already...now leave me alone!) An idiotic and unbelievable "conflict" is also tossed into the mix near the end, but I didn't buy that either. In fact, I didn't "buy" a whole lot of stuff in this film, most especially not the fact that these people were real characters with real lives in actual circumstances. It all felt phony and staged, like when Rob Lowe turns around and says "Hi, I'm the co-captain on this flight", you're just thinking: "Dude, you're Rob Lowe in a captain's uniform...go back to West Wing, man!"
I'll tell you what kind of movie this really is though. You know those Saturday nights that you go to the video store and rent three films at the same time? The first one is usually a movie that you're really jazzed to see, the second, something a little "out there" and the third, a flick that you "might" get around to watching if you're not tired enough or that you really don't care about and will likely fall asleep halfway through. VIEW FROM THE TOP is that 3rd rental!! Oh yeah, to complete this film's obvious attempt at swaying its audience, an outtake reel is slapped onto its end, but alas, even the sight of Gwyneth Paltrow's face being stuffed into a French roll can't save this dud (now if it was French Toast, on the other hand...)