"American Dreamz"
![]() American Dreamz (2006) 2001pm RATING: 7/10 Produced by: Paul Weitz Written by: Paul Weitz Directed by: Paul Weitz MPAA: Rated PG-13 for brief strong language and some sexual references. Runtime: 107 min. CAST… Martin Tweed: Hugh Grant President Staton: Dennis Quaid Sally Kendoo: Mandy Moore Chief of Staff: Willem Dafoe The First Lady: Marcia Gay Harden Omer: Sam Golzari Martha Kendoo: Jennifer Coolidge William Williams: Chris Klein Paul Weitz directed “American Pie.” If you liked or hated “American Pie,” it’s because of Paul Weitz. His new film is “American Dreamz.” I liked “American Dreamz,” and it’s because of Paul Weitz. Just as “Pie” is a comedy/satire that shoves easy, simple, rude visual and verbal jokes and satirical jabs right in your face, so is “American Dreamz.” The movie is a laugh-out-loud funny satire that probably would have better if it were cut as an “R” movie. But then the teen audience, who may appreciate “Dreamz” the most, and who pays all the actors’ salaries, wouldn’t have been able to see it. In the opening scene we meet Martin Tweed (Hugh Grant playing his version of “American Idol’s” Simon Cowell). He’s the host and judge of America’s top-rated TV show, “American Dreamz,” which is ramping up for a new season of talent competition. There is no attempt to keep us from knowing “American Dreamz” is actually the top-rated U.S. TV talent show, “American Idol.” Tweed is so self-absorbed that he barely looks up from his latest ratings sheet as his beautiful girlfriend breaks up with him in his Hollywood home. Grant plays Tweed to perfection, in a role he could have very easily overplayed. Over at the White House, Dennis Quaid is newly re-elected President Staton , who is obviously George W. Bush. (Quaid is excellent. He nails Bush’s look and mannerisms.) Willem Dafoe is Staton’s Chief of Staff (Dafoe is Dick Cheney -- I laughed out when I saw Dafoe’s Cheney makeup), and Marcia Gay Harden plays the First Lady, looking adorable as a Laura Bush clone. Dafoe tells the president it’s time to greet the public after winning his second term as president. The president decides he wants to read a newspaper instead -- something he’d never done before as president. He reads one paper, then another, and soon he spends all day in his pajamas, holed up in his bedroom reading a library’s worth of books, to the dismay of Dafoe and Harden. Dafoe finally convinces the President to come out of hiding, which culminates in Quaid being a guest judge on the “American Dreamz” season finale. Meanwhile, in rural Ohio, the ruthless Sally Kendoo (Mandy Moore in a surprisingly good performance) and her mom, Martha (Jennifer Coolidge), are strategizing so Sally can compete on “American Dreamz.” Sally dumps her handsome, adoring boyfriend (Chris Klein) because he’s getting in the way. She gets an agent (Seth Myers from Saturday Night Live), and is chosen to be on the show. Another thing you must have in a Paul Weitz-in-you-face bombastic political satire is at least one Middle-Eastern terrorist. So Weitz gives us Omer, a failed terrorist exiled from a hidden training camp near the Afghan border. After a day of tough terrorist training, Omer loves dancing and singing along with show tunes in his tent after everyone else is asleep. Omer is booted from camp and lands in Orange County to live with his California cousins. Of course, Omer ends up as a contestant on “American Dreamz.” The film’s climax comes during the live airing of the “American Dreamz” season TV finale, with a Hasidic Jew, an Arab, and a blonde beauty as the three finalists, with the President of the United States and a Simon Cowell-like guy deciding who should win. The ending is ridiculous – and funny. Are we laughing at a TV show, a movie, or ourselves? “American Dreamz” either hits home runs or strikes out. There is no middle ground. The satire is served up on a platter. You either love the jokes or you cringe at their simple-minded delivery. I was lucky to see the movie in a public theater that was over half full. At the end, I heard something you don’t hear at many movies: applause. As bad as the strikeouts were, the home runs were better, and people walked out laughing. Including me. -2001pm -30- |




