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| CATEGORY: | DVD |
| DIRECTOR: | Brian Levant |
| THEATRICAL RELEASE DATE: | 27 May, 1994 |
| MANUFACTURER: | Columbia/DVD |
| MPAA RATING: | PG (Parental Guidance Suggested) |
| FEATURES: | PAL |
| MEDIA: | DVD |
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Customer Reviews of The Flintstones [Region 2]
Don't be fooled by this ..... Okay, this was an okay. John Goodman and Elizbeth Perkins are great as Fred and Wilma. The producers couldn't of picked a choice. Rick Moranis was terrific as Barney Rubble. He hasn't lost his comedic touch. Even Hally Berry was good as the seductive, Ms. Rosetta Stone. However, once again Rosie O'Donnell just didn't cut it as Betty Rubble. Her preformance in this film was just not as good, as it could be. Which is a shame, cause this could of been a great film.
Love Rosie O'Donnell
Rosie O'Donnell is Great in this movie. I Love her character in the movie.
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I recently watched The Flintstones, a stone-studded masterpiece from 1994 and, though I can't say I was necessarily surprised by the execution, (I choose my words carefully) of the film, I was interested in the decision to even make such an ill-fated concept of a live action feature.
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>I mean are we, as the audience, truly to believe that John Goodman (no chiseled features here), Rick Moranis, Elizabeth Perkins and Rosie O'Donnell, are actually Fred, Barney, Wilma and Betty? Apparently the makers of Hollyrock's latest White Mastodon would have you suspend your disbelief in this regard. Goodman plays Fred more like Jackie Gleason's Ralph Kramden, on which the character of Fred Flintstone was obviously based. How's that for convoluted logic? Elizabeth Perkins walks through the role of Wilma with less affect than one of the animals in their animated appliances, ("It's a living"). Lost in her interpretation is the familiar read headed, alabaster skinned beauty with "eyes as black.........as frying pans?". And what about Betty? No offense to Ms. O'Donnell, who does an admirable job as Mrs. Rubble, (giggle and all) but is a far cry from the delightful "Betty Jean McBricker" we all love and who Wayne and Garth rated one of the top 10 babes of all time, ("Schwing!"). Rick Moranis mugs the camera shamelessly, cocking his mouth to one side in a desperate attempt to echo the graphic overbite of the original Barney Rubble, and to no avail. Alas, try as he might, Moranis never overcame the fact that his own human eyes have pupils. I won't even go into the supporting characters but, as I watched I felt somewhat embarrassed for the entire cast. I don't blame them. I just don't think that human beings should ever be required to emulate cartoon characters. It's not fair. Cartoons can convincingly do what live action can not.
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>And incidentally, if you're looking for a plot line, this one is a little on the boney side. Basically the gags are all hung on the very simple story structure of Fred being promoted to executive stature at the gravel pit, presumably because of his ineptitude, (sometimes art really does imitate life). He is then framed in an embezzlement scheme and somehow invents concrete which changes the course of human history. The end.
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>As far as the The Flintstones goes, those who loved the '60s T.V. program will probably be left stone cold by the movie. Gone is any of the character and warmth of the original series, (though, personally I feel it's been gone in the animation for many years). Alan Reed, Jean VanderPyl, Mel Blanc and Bea Benaderet were "The Flintstones". There was a natural quality in their early performances that made the characters believable. This, combined with the design, timing, writing, music and style of the show is what made "The Flintstones" so immensely popular in it's first run. There was a comfortable unself-consciousness about the program that made it a genuine piece of Americana and a joy to watch over and over again. The movie , however, is about as self conscious as you can get with it's forced performances, cloying gags and practically extinct stone-age puns relentlessly coming at you like hurled boulders that hit you right between the eyes and then just lay there.
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>Sigh, Hollyrock. They just don't get it, do they?