About a year ago, I rented Martian Child from Netflix. In it, a middle-aged single writer reaches a certain age and, not having found someone to start a family with, adopts a kid on his own. My interest in the movie stemmed from the thought of someday doing the same sort of thing. I was curious to see how the movie handled the issues involved in such a situation.
I never found out, however. The movie remains as an unwatched ripped video file on my hard drive (the disc long having been sent back) for one simple reason: John Cusack.
I just want to punch him in the face.
My aversion to watch Mr. Cusack play the lead has caused me to skip over that video file every time I go scanning my movie list desperate for something to do on a Saturday night afternoon. I have decided that this man has been coasting on “Say Anything” nostalgia for the majority of his professional life. He is just so completely unlikable in everything that I’ve ever seen him in.
Okay, I’ll admit that my dislike for Mr. Cusack is probably irrational, especially in light that I find his sister, Joan Cusack, quite charming.
How can you not love Crazy Joan?
Maybe I’m still angry about “2012”, or “1408”, or “Serendipity”, or “Grosse Pointe Blank”, or that one episode of “Frasier” where he did a voice over or something. I don’t know, but all I know is that now when I turn 35, I won’t have a pre-mid-life crisis and adopt a Chinese girl-baby addicted to crack cocaine. Thanks a lot, John Cusack.
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It’s funny, I read the first line of the post and went, wait a minute…John Cusak is in that movie and Clint hates him!! I was nervous that the universe went off kilter or something! By the time I got to the end, I knew all was right in the world again – thank goodness!!
Ha, I watched that movie a few years ago with a bunch of…single…friends, and I had some of the same thoughts about adopting in case my work would allow it and I didn’t find someone with whom to have kids. If I remember right, it was a one-timer but charming and heart-warming, despite my own distaste for John Cusack (probably the main reason I still haven’t seen Grosse Pointe Blank despite Minnie and a couple of strong recommendations from friends who love it). I think Joan is sometimes over-the-top obnoxious, but I mostly can’t help but chuckle in endeared amusement when I watch her.