Robert Chapin

        French One

         Period Two

  Monday, March 31, 1997

Movie

I would like to bring to the reader’s attention the fact that we have been watching this movie for so long that I can’t even remember which movie we are watching, let alone the advancements in the plot from ten days ago.  (Hence the title, “Movie.”)  This fact should bring to light a few criticisms regarding the plot in general.  However, that is a bit off the focus of this essay so I will simply demonstrate the predictability of the movie’s plot by exercising my nonexistent psychic powers.

The movie to this point has presented a situation where a man, in great stupidity, has more or less walked into a prison and locked himself up.  After fighting his way back to freedom in an intense five minute legal dispute, a large group of people that looked like they were having a very bad day kicked in his hotel door and dragged him back to prison.

I predict that the guy in prison is going to trade places with his chubby, drunkard, look-alike and cause a chain of events that will lead to another mushy scene of him making out with his wife.  After he settles down, he will save his look-alike from death on the gallows at the last possible second, get shot himself, and then there will be a classic tragedy ending where everyone shoots each other until only one person is left standing.  That one person will then “accidentally” get beheaded by one of the French aristocrat’s carriages.  There will be lots of happy and sad music woven into the plot, plus a nice long set of credits at the end.

The acting in the movie is better than usual.  The direction isn’t worth any adjectives.  On a scale of one to ten, this movie is better than most I have seen in a public school.  However, when a teacher makes me think about how the movie is going to end, I eventually think of a plot-filler that satisfies my curiosity enough that I don’t really need to see the movie’s real ending and then I have a bad day.