Do you feel like your life is speeding ahead in fast forward mode? Do you ever wish to slow down time? If you've answered "yes" to these questions, then American Hustle is the movie for you. Its running time is 2 hours and 9 minutes. But you'll feel like you've been stuck in that multiplex seat for twice as long.
Sure there are some clever and funny moments in this flick. Unfortunately most occur before the opening credits.
In a nutshell, this is a movie about a a couple of small-time con artists (Amy Adams and Christian Bale), who get in over their heads. It's 1978, which the costume designer deemed license to create the tackiest wardrobe ever. All those boobs!
But maybe the director is most to blame. The over-acting is enough to crush the most enthusiastic moviegoers.
Bradley Cooper, whose been reliable as a sterling actor BH (Before Hustle), is barely watchable. Ditto for Jeremy Renner. Amy Adams, fares somewhat better, but some grossly unflattering shots of her arms might haunt you for days. Only Jennifer Lawrence, cast as the con man's dimwit wife, is truly fall-off-your-seat funny.
The Movie Slut knows what you're thinking if you've read other reviews. But don't get conned into seeing this dud. Especially during the holiday season when new movies seem to be opening every nanosecond.
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