When Jim was on "Inside the Actors Studio," he told James Lipton that he went to dinner with Anthony Hopkins and found out that their approaches to Ace Ventura and Hannibal Lecter were the same. Jim based Ace off of a smart bird, like a parakeet or a cocktail. The walk, head movement, clothing and hair were all based on a colorful bird. Hopkins told Carrey that was his exact approach for Hannibal Lecter, where he based it off of a reptile, which were a tarantula and crocodile.
Jim Carrey goes to great lengths
in this comedy. Actually, he bends over and lets his rear end do that talking
in this debut. An improvisation phenomenon from beginning to end, Carrey’s
first comedy is as joyfully vulgar as it is absurdly creative.
Carrey’s physical comedy
and insane kind of humor will be a treat to fans of “In Living Color,” where he
made such hilariously crazy characters as Fire Marshall Bill and bodybuilder
Vera de Milo. Rita Kempley stated in her review, “While Ace Ventura has some
attributes in common with Bill and Vera, he is much more endearing than either
of those two pucksters.” To start off, he really loves animals.
Ace’s apartment looks
like he has a zoo in it, with a skunk in the basket, an otter in the toilet and
two penguins in the refrigerator along with squirrels, lizards, raccoons and a
variety of more everyday local animals. “I don’t do people,” says Ace, who is
put on a case of the kidnapping of the Miami Dolphins’ mascot, Snowflake, along
with the strange disappearance of quarterback Dan Marino (looking embarrassed
and uncomfortable). Ace says that he will find Snowflake, but he lets another
agent find Marino, who happens to be his enemy, the cruel and mysterious
officer Lt. Einhorn, played by the hot Sean Young (the same actress who originally supposed to be Vicki Vale in “Batman,” but broke her arm after falling off a horse and dressed
up as Catwoman in order to get casted in “Batman Returns” during production, and that’s no joke).
During his unusual
investigations, he falls in love with Dolphins’ modest marketing director,
played by Courtney Cox, who sees inside of Ace’s polychromatic clothing, his
peacock style hair, jaw-nibbling bite and bird style walk and head movement. Watching
him communicate with her dog, she falls for his compassion. “You really love
animals, don’t you?” she asks. “If it gets cold enough,” he replies.
Kempley said, “The
ripostes and concept originated with writer Jack Bernstein, then were honed and
supplemented by first-time director Tom Shadyac and kooked up by Carrey -- all
three of whom are credited for the skeletal screenplay.” A parody of cop
movies, the story gets every usual trait. Ace has a good friend – the one who
talks to his rear, played by Tone Loc. He is the district officer who hesitantly
gives him information. Also is the already mentioned female cop, Einhorn, who
has a secret prize on where to find Snowflake.
Kempley noted, “They act
as foils for Carrey, who probably could have worked solo and still made the
movie work, considering he's got more energy to expend than the Tennessee
Valley Authority. As with the most memorable clowns, he's got enormous
athleticism and flexibility.” At one part he puts himself into a cardboard box
to escape the doctors of a mental asylum. For this part he is in a pink tutu
and boxers. You actually see at one part that Jim is in his birthday suit.
Carrey will do anything
to get laughs, to an extent and including putting a bathroom plunger in his
mouth. You just have to see the movie to believe it. Kempley said, “And if you
love bawdy, gut-busting hilarity and stupid pet tricks then this is your
"Ace”.”
I saw this movie at my
second cousin’s house and we were laughing so much watching this. It wasn’t
until I was talking to some friends when I was in Middle School that they said
that there was a sequel to this movie, which I didn’t know and I was surprised
at. To my surprise, my second cousin owned it as well and I saw it at his
house. That one made us laugh so much as well. If you want to know what I mean,
let’s take a look. This is the 1995 sequel, “Ace Ventura: When Nature Calls.”
Entertainment Weekly
stated their review out by saying, “From Jerry Lewis to Eddie Murphy, the
bottom-line rule of thumb in contemporary American film comedy has been that
the more control a performer has over his movies, the less funny — less daring,
more self-indulgent — they become.” That’s not really with Jim Carrey, this
being his fourth starring role that was his best at the time. EW mentioned, “Unlike
so many superstar comics before him, Carrey has retained a raw hunger for The
Joke — the killer punchline, the ultimate sight gag — that seems insatiable,
and this gives his work a furious, omnivorous energy.” Even when the jokes look
unoriginal as the movie’s subtitle, Carrey regularly makes you fall out of your
seat through the usual free will.
This sequel takes Ace to
Africa, where he is put on a case to find the rare white bat. EW noted, “Unlike
his character in Dumb and Dumber, Carrey’s Ace is all coolness and confidence —
he swaggers around the jungle with that hip-swiveling, John Wayne-on-joy juice
walk, sassing everybody in sight. (Trust me: Kids all over America will be
hitting you with Ace’s new wise-guy catchphrase “Spank you — spank you very
much.”)” As always, the verbal comedy is silly and vulgar, and the physical
humor is carefully considered and really
vulgar.
Ian McNeice plays the
British ambassador who joins Ace on his bat mission, and Carrey’s “In Living Color”
friend Tommy Davidson is terrific (and unrecognizable) as a warrior of the Wachootoo
tribe. EW said, “But mucus might just as well receive costar billing too, for
all the gleefully gross screen time Carrey gives it. There’s also a scene in
which a mechanical rhinoceros “gives birth” to a naked Ace (sorry, the context
is impossible to explain here) that would do Laurel and Hardy — and Luis Buñuel
— proud.”
Carrey and the writer
Steve Oedekerk, debuting as the director, are not afraid to parody
African-jungle-movie stereotypes. They get away with possibly unpleasant
material: None of the African characters are stupid, or simple figures of
enjoyment. (Carrey inserts a kindly funny romantic scene with the film’s only noticeable
woman, a tribal princess played by Sophie Okonedo.)
Just to clarify, “Ace
Ventura: When Nature Calls” is very irregular and basically fails in the last
half hour, but it’s so much fun at first. EW ended their review by saying, “Plus,
Carrey is one of the few comedians I know of who, at the end of the 20th
century, are resourceful enough to coin a fresh slang term for doing a nasty
act (for the record, it’s ”practicing my mantra”). No, spank you, Ace.”
Another surprise of mine
is that there is a direct-to-video sequel to this movie that Jim Carrey didn’t
even star in. I’m of course referring to the 2009 garbage, “Ace Ventura Jr.:
Pet Detective,” which I think I found out about online.
It has been great to
watch “Ace Ventura: Pet Detective” change from a critical thrash when it opened
to something looking like a slapstick classic. Along with its wildly crazy
sequel, “When Nature Calls,” this series has become a beloved comedic
enjoyment, a lot of it because of Jim Carrey’s effortless, crazy work as the
protagonist animal detective. Imagine the excitement of a third “Ace Ventura”
movie, with the promise of Carrey returning to his first character after a
14-year absence spent trying to convince everyone that he can be a serious
actor, ready to put on the teased and raging mannerisms to make his fans laugh
hard again. I like the sound of that.
Would you be surprised
that Josh Flitter is taking over instead?
Trying to understand his
passion with animal life, Ace Ventura Jr. (Josh Flitter) is constantly being a
pain to his mother Melissa (Ann Cusack, might be playing the same role Courtney
Cox played) at a local zoo. When a series of animal kidnappings are going all
over the Orlando, Florida area, Ace tries to investigate, going into crime
scenes and his school witnesses to catch the thief. With the help of his
grandfather (Ralph Waite), smart friend (Austin Rogers), and crush Laura (Emma
Lockhart), Ace starts his success as a pet detective, using his brains and caustic
improvisation skills to look for clues and save his mother, who is going
through a long prison sentence after being blamed for the kidnappings.
Brian Orndorf stated in
his review, “An “Ace Ventura” sequel without Jim Carrey is peanut butter
without the jelly. It doesn’t take a pipe-and-sportcoated film historian to
recognize the quality of such a needless endeavor is going to remain
frighteningly low, yet “Ace 3” manages to trump even those horrid expectations
with its determined lack of ingenuity or even elementary comedic competence.
This is a terrible motion picture, scraping the bottom of the barrel out of
sheer laziness while the previous two pictures challenged the audience with a
broad parade of farcical eccentricity and brazen displays of comic mischief.
The earlier installments were certainly obnoxious, but they swung for the
fences; the movies pushed the boundaries of inspired wackiness, led by Carrey’s
insatiable appetite for elastic PG-13 madness. Handing the role over to a
pudgy, thick-tongued 14-year-old kid doesn’t make any sense.”
Even though Flitter has
so much New Jersey energy, his Carrey impersonation leaves a lot to be worked
on. Orndorf said, “Ace 3” is far too dependent on Flitter’s fixation with his
punchlines, as director David Mickey Evans rests a majority of the humor on the
youngster’s shoulders, assuming Carrey callbacks and flatulence jokes are
enough to fill a 90 minute family film. With a raspy delivery and stubby
physical appearance, Flitter is a total failure as the second coming of Ace,
with every last one of his lines dropping out of his mouth with all the grace
of an anvil. Granted, “Ace 3” is aimed toward the forgiving elementary school
set, with the film showcasing lunchroom antics, state-of-the-art gummy worm
tracking systems, a conceited teen villain (Reed Alexander, in a pleasing
performance of effeminate terror), a Heelys-influenced action sequence, and
advanced iPod technology to keep the target demo involved. But even that isn’t
enough to suffer through this sorry excuse for low-budget, cash-in absurdity
that trades agreeable clowning for lethargic anal-blast pandering.”
Orndorf admitted, “While
I certainly enjoyed the film’s use of the Universal Orlando theme parks as a
backdrop to much of the story (it lends the film a sliver of personality it
doesn’t otherwise own), the rest of “Ace Ventura Jr.: Pet Detective” is a
loathsome, exceedingly unfunny continuation of a once rewarding film series.
Case in point: the movie trots out the moldy “don’t tase me, bro!” line twice
for jesting punctuation. Twice.” I would just like to say that the film had four writers, and there’s a look at the
torture this film has.
In the end, this movie is
just a pain to sit through. As I already mentioned, I enjoyed the first two movies
a lot and I still think they are funny to this day, as they are two of my
favorite comedies and two of my favorite Jim Carrey movies. However, to make a
third movie, which is direct-to-video and doesn’t have Jim Carrey in it, you
know that is going to spell disaster. Just watch the first two movies and never
bother with the direct-to-video movie. You will regret it as I did.
Check in next week to see
the next classic Jim Carrey movie that had a sequel he didn’t star in, in “Jim
Carrey not in Sequels Month.”
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