“ Genre: Comedy / Theatrical Release: 1999 / Director: Risa Bramon Garcia / Actors: Ben Affleck, Casey Affleck ... / DVD released 09 April, 2002 at Paramount / Features of the DVD: Anamorphic, Closed-captioned, Colour, Dolby, DVD-Video, Widescreen, NTSC „
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This movie was average. I did nothing for me. Everything was average. The actors were average. The acting was average. The story line was average. The jokes were average. The setting was average. The opening was average. The middle was average. The ending was average. I even bet that the sandwiches on the set that the cast and crew had for lunch were also average. I suppose that this movie will be watched by average people in their average cinemas. So see this movie if you want but be warned its nothing more than average.
New Years Eve, 1981. A group of everyday people in New York City are looking for love and/or lust to ring in the new year of 1982. This is the foundation for "200 Cigarettes". Directed by Risa Bramon Garcia from a script by Shana Larsen (who seems to have watched one too many "Friends" episodes), at best "200 Cigarettes" never rises above being a non-threatening diversion for 101 minutes. At worst, "200 Cigarettes" sports a group of flat characters and pulls all the usual movie tricks to make us feel like we have been transported back to 1981, such as a non-stop soundtrack of the usual period music and bright, multi-colored clothes. I saw a group of young actors running around pretending it was 1981, going through the usual motions of finding their true loves by the time they hit the big party in the last act. But all is not lost. Christina Ricci as Val from Ronkonkama (a Long Island town) is hilarious. Her accent and mannerisams are dead on as is the relationship she has with her friend Stephie (Gabby Hoffman). Their conversations about being stranded in the City and unable to find Val's cousins house (where a big party is going to take place) are the high points in an otherwise standard relationship comedy film. "200 Cigarettes" could have easily taken place on New Years Eve 1999 with no impact to the story. The direction and much of the writing is uninspired. Most of the characters never rise much above TV sitcom level, making it hard to care for any one of them as we are never given the chance to really get to know them. Overall, "200 Cigarettes" comes straight from the Brain-In-Neutral Department.
What a yucked up storyline. This film is one of those that have loads of different stories for different people. Then at the end they all meet up and end up sleeping with each other. It's meant to be set in 1981 new years eve. It follows lots of different people around in their search of a good party, a good time and a good shag. This all falls apart and then have fights and fall out with each other rather than having a good time. At the end, surprise surprise, they all find happiness (ha penis) and get laid! The storyline is poor, but the cast isn't too bad with the likes of Ben Affleck in it! Yum Yum! O yeah, try not to get annoyed with the amount of times they spark up, it's very annoying by the end of the film.
Update: Reading my original review of this film (which also happened to be my first dooyoo review) I felt highly embarrassed, as it was incredibly poor and did zero justice to the film in question. So here is the all-new version of my review of "200 Cigarettes". Enjoy! I have no idea how this film managed to slip by almost unheard of. With its great cast alone this film is brilliant, even if you were not alive at the time of the film's setting (1981). I hadn’t even heard of this film before until I saw it on a pay-per-view TV channel, but I'm glad I checked it out now. The film is basically set around new years eve 1981 in New York, where we are introduced to about a dozen different people mostly aged in their mid-twenties. The film focuses on how each and every one of them plan to spend the last night of the year. Similar to "Go", the film follows each character in their own tale, which involves a problem that is causing them particular grief in their lives. What's likeable about "200 Cigarettes" is that each character is different from the rest, without being stereotypical. They don't exactly stand out in any specific way either; it's just a group of normal everyday people who get themselves into tricky (and humorous) situations. So onto the characters then: among the centre of all the action is Monica (Martha Plimpton, who you may remember from childhood fave flick "The Goonies") the hostess of what she believes will be THE new year's party of the city. However by nine pm no one has yet to arrive, and as the film continues she is still only playing hostess to her man crazed flat-mate Hillary. In despair, Monica turns to drinking. Elsewhere, the recently dumped Kevin (Paul Rudd) is being dragged along all the New York bars by his best friend Lucy (Courtney Love) who desperately tries to cheer him up following his split with Ellie (Janeane Garofalo). Also somewhere in
the city we find Caitlyn (Angela Featherstone) and Bridget (Nicole Ari Parker), two wannabe socialites despair over their tragic love-related mishaps, the former trying to figure out how she can chuck her present boyfriend Eric (Brian McCardie), who also happens to be an ex of Monica's incidentally, and who is terrible in bed. Caitlyn and Bridget try to chat up a nice-but-dull bartender (Ben Affleck), who may look nice physically but is an incredible bore to talk to. The film also follows the unlucky Cindy (Kate Hudson), who for anything that can go wrong in one evening does. Cindy is out on a date with popular ladies-man Jack (Jay Mohr), who finds that after he sleeps with a girl she immediately ends up confessing her love for him. Needless to say he has a lot of ex-girlfriends, a lot of whom he keeps bumping in to whilst on his date with Cindy. Finally we catch up with two high schoolers, Stephie (Gaby Hoffman) and Val (Christina Ricci), who are intent on ending up at Monica's party. If only they knew where she lived.... The pair also come across punks Tom and Dave (Casey Affleck and Guillermo Diaz) who take them to a punk rock club. At some point in the evening most of the characters are thrown into the path of one particular disco-style cabbie (David Chappelle) who offers them his words of wisdom. As the film progresses we are subjected to the nightmares of the night that the characters face, to hilarious consequences. Kate Hudon's character in particular is amusing, especially when she has a nasty run in with some dog dirt. I also found Ben Affleck's character quite humorous, notably for his poor bar-skills, and even poorer chat-up methods. As each and every character’s separate storylines unfold, they all eventually meet up at one party thrown by the anxious Plimpton, who assumes that no one will turn up, only to wake up the next morning and to be too hung over to remember her own successful party where even Elvis Cost
ello shows up. The film features some excellent performances from a half-known/half-unknown cast. Best performances go to Kate Hudson who provides some of the biggest laughs in the film, Martha Plimpton whose paranoid behaviour is also very amusing, and the ever-likeable Ben Affleck, putting in yet another great performance. However I found Christina Ricci's performance to be quite annoying at times (although to be fair she does play a brat anyway), even if her thick New-Yawk accent is quite funny at first. All in all a highly entertaining and unmissable film, which I would recommend to anyone who has a sense of humour. If you see this in a dusty corner of your video shop, then I would seriously advise you to rent it out, and spread the recognition of this truly underrated and un-publicised film.
This is one of these tricky concept movies where several separate stories are united by a single event. On New Year’s eve, 1981, a bunch of New York characters stumble through shabby bars, get lost in the ‘ghetto’, try to make it out in public toilets, accidentally destroy restaurants, fall over dog shit and of course smoke countless cigarettes, all on the way to a party, whose hostess meanwhile is getting a nervous breakdown because none of the guests have arrived. All of this of course could have ended as a pretensions pile of crap, but surprisingly enough it works, mostly thanks to the cast ensemble of that is usually labelled the ‘Hollywood future’ and a few unknowns. All the stars are uniformly good with notable highlights from Paul Rudd (Kevin) and Courtney Love (Lucy), as a permanently depressed artist whose birthday falls on Christmas eve (hence the party) and who was just dumped by his girlfriend, and his best friend who sleeps with everything in sight, but actually has a long standing crash on him. Christina Richi and Gaby Hoffmann are also excellent as small town teen-agers getting lost in the worst parts of New York after misplacing the address of their party-giving cousin, and ending up in a Punk club. The dialogue is funny and witty all the way, the great soundtrack gives a credible background to the early 80s setting, and the wacky outfits (it looks as if the cast have plundered a deranged second hand costume shop) remind us just how boring cloths have become since the 90s. All in all an enjoyable night-in.
In downtown Manhattan, on New Year's Eve 1981, there's a party going on--somewhere. The only problem is that amid the unfeasibly pretentious art galleries, smoky bars and bad Chinese restaurants of the East Village, nobody's quite sure where it is, how to get there or who to take along as their date. Which is a shame, because from the random gaggle of twentysomething archetypes--including broken-hearted Kevin (Paul Rudd), his loud-mouthed platonic buddy Lucy (Courtney Love), squawking Jersey girl Val (Christina Ricci), and a multitude of others-there's surely enough material for one or two sustainable couplings. As you might have guessed, 200 Cigarettes doesn't boast the most tautly woven plot (or even much of a loosely woven one). What it does have, however, is a wry charm and an engaging sense of deadpan authenticity (using enough period detail, incidentally, to put the likes of The Wedding Singer to shame). These kids not only dig Blondie and Elvis Costello, they've got the fluorescent mittens and monkey boots to prove it. But it's not just by-the-numbers early-80s nostalgia which holds the film together in the face of its vaguely shambolic structure: if the transparently not platonic shenanigans of Love and Rudd wear thin, then Kate Hudson's neurotic party girl and Ben Affleck's secretly oafish bartender ("How do you like your eggs done in the morning? Scrambled or fertilised?") are more than adequate compensation. And, amid a slew of great ensemble performances, the two minutes of cross-wired interplay between the magisterially sour Janeane Garafolo and professionally laid-back cab driver Dave Chapelle is pretty much worth your time in and of itself. --Danny Leigh