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Movie Review


Name of Movie: The Pacifier
Language: English
Rating: PG 13

Brief Synopsis:

Ahoy!
U.S Navy Seal Shane Wolfe is on another of his military missions!
 Perhaps he can maneuver a water-scooter perfectly well or direct a troop of commandos flawlessly, but a tinkling pacifier or a soiled diaper is certainly not his bargain.
 On track of a file of national importance, Captain Wolfe is 'obliged' (I'm too obliged to his obligation to insert a 'compelled' in there instead) to 'babysit' a family of five tiresome and rebellious kids, with no 'highway option'! Flustered by the Captain's knack of complete discipline, the children are only too glad to bite back.
  But will things take a turn, when Wolfe and the kids establish a mutual understanding? Will reckless fifteen-year-old Zoe, sullen thirteen-year-old Seth and childish eight-year-old Lulu, reform for the better? Will our military fanatic Shane Wolfe transform into someone more humane?
  Catch this fun film to find out!!

Analysis:

The Positives
However enveloping the plot of a film might be, it can get nowhere close to any audience without a sprinkle of humour in it! That's where 'The Pacifier' comes to the rescue- with 'champion-wrestler' Vice Principal Murney and his generous proportions, Shane's hillarious 'Nanny-on' and 'Kids-in' ploys, Lulu's comical 'troupes' and baby Tyler's rather innocent 'diaper' endeavors, no  eyes kept open for an 'eye-close' will catch a dull moment!
  Do the 'Peter Panda Dance'! Applause from Peter!
     Some eye-popping and mouth-gurgling and hooting and cheering is most welcome! Especially as you have Murney and Wolfe wrestling their arms away and Lulu's troupe fighting their heads off, ahoy aboard a fun-filled ship.
    Thrilling action-scenes and chop-chops. Bad-guy-mash-ups. : Wholesome fillers.
 
The Second Side of the Coin
Nothing unique about the movie. A little too conventional.

Edutainment Quotient
Several virtues subtly emoted- confidence, leadership, 'never-say-die' spirit, courage and discipline. Happiness comes with these too!

  Tip for a Tuppence:
I've judged this film not as a critic, but as a part of a passionate and enthusiastic audience with popcorn-brimmed tummies- as ready to disdain as to savor. If one sat down with a notebook jotting down the reds and greens, and analyzing the plot, the characters, the music or the screenplay, had the movie-world been real, you would have some groans from the other side of the screen for sure!!

'The Pacifier' is more or less a Curate's Egg, just as most other movies.
   But it brings a big, big smile to your face if you're willing to enjoy it- and that smile counts.

 In A Phrase
'Small Drops Make an Ocean.''

At Theatres
Drat the Interval!

On TV
Remote misplaced? A boon for 100 minutes.





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