17 January 2006 | LeRoyMarko
Let's hope this Elvis doesn't have nine lives
This movie is 105 minutes too long. I don't care much about the theory that Falardeau keeps counting on his Elvis character to finance better films. Because, believe it or not, this movie was a huge blockbuster in Quebec.
Now, I've got to say that the first Elvis Gratton, in the 80's, was good and funny. The second one, Miracle in Memphis, was very bad. This third one sinks even lower. A few jokes are good, but there's way too many bad ones that drag forever. Good news, I guess, for English speaking viewer: Elvis will teach them how to swear in French.
Of course, there is a social and political commentary, but you can probably say that of most films, even the worst ones. And to think that Falardeau got money from the Canadian government to make this one... Oh! lord.
Elvis the drain specialist. Elvis the media mogul. Elvis the camper. Elvis the singer. Elvis the true Canadian. Let's hope this Elvis knows how to die.
Seen at home, in Toronto, on January 16th, 2005. (Actually, I had to watch it in two parts on two separate nights to limit the pain).