Twisters: Sexiness Gone with the Wind

What happened to the art of sexy talk? I truly think it’s gone with the wind. Forgive the bad pun, but these youngsters who grew up tethered to their technology need to go back and study such films as Double Indemnity or even Tin Cup for that matter.

Sure you can have a machismo action film, but if you don’t add any sexual chemistry when you have different genders of the same age, then what we have is a Disney movie. Which, nothing against Sir Walt, but summer blockbusters were made for romance (think what a great time we had with Grease or if you want me to stick to disaster films–Titanic).

I can’t blame Glen Powell and not because he is impishly sexy (in a one vote (mine) race, I’d personally choose Anthony Ramos who has a more regular human smart ass vibe). I blame the writers and casting since Daisy Edgar Jones will always be in the cheesey camp of Hallmark type stuff aka Where the Crawdad’s Sing.

Here’s who I liked, believed and wish I saw more of in Twisters. As resident script doctor, I’d add some fun sexual tension by having these three other believable actors enter into the ‘let’s make something happen on this trip’.

Actor Bachleorette Number One (and for real fun and on trend, let’s make her non-binary): Sasha Lane- have her be jealous of Glenn liking Daisy and then make a pass at Daisy.

Actor Bachelor Number Two: the British reporter: have Harry Haddon-Paton (really? that’s the name you’re going with in life?) be a man who’s been pushed to danger to do a story get unusually drunk and make a pass at Daisy (think Jimmy Stewart-esque from Philadelphia Story).

Actor Bachelor Number Three: have capitalist bad guy (David Corenswet) make a rough pass at Daisy, thwarted by both Glen then Anthony making fools of themselves.

One last comment on the lame dialogue. Don’t insult the intelligence of Oklahoma folks by telling them to get to the basement over and over. I’m quite sure they start drills there in Pre-K, so that’s like telling Mike Tyson to keep his dukes up.

The special effects were ‘good’, but I felt much more concussed in Godzilla last year when I should have felt it in this film several times.

So much like Fly Me to the Moon, I liked the story well enough, BUT for the love of Billy Wilder, write some witty dialogue!

By Goldie

Aspiring writer who has retired from the institution of education. I've written plays, three of which have been performed both in Rochester NY and here in Sarasota FL. I also write stand up and obviously, film critique. My comment section does not work, so please email me your comments at irun2eatpizza@hotmail.com

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