Mark Jones
These are the day to day events of peoples lives, the characters are out there, you've met them, you just don't know it and they just don't show it. 'Charlie' Liam Neeson doesn't convince 'Fulvio's' Oliver Platt step-father to invest in the soy bean market, he just convinces him to put the money in up in order to double it, in which he takes out a little insurance with a crooked DEA agent to guarantee it and the bowel movements 'Charlie can't control' are no such thing. They have a tendency to turn up when he feels he's in danger or relief, of just scraping through another 'would be c*ck up', almost not going to plan. Think about it, your life isn't that eventful, but, take several and intertwine them and the events throughout the day, night and week would be non stop, even if you weren't on hand to witness each persons activities, that doesn't mean they don't happen, that's the point of the group therapy session, to paint a picture of their background menaces in which they all seem to find in the work place, 'Charlie' included. 'Charlie' thinks he's cracking up, beginning to doubt himself and thinks he's losing his edge, what he doesn't realise is, all he needs is a pat on the back and a push in the right direction, that's where 'Judy Tipp' (Sandra Bullock) comes in, she puts his life to one side (which is something he can't do) and focuses on the man and tells him you are still the man you always were. You got to understand,people aren't people, I mean they aren't themselves generally, some friends may think they know you and likewise, but, what they only know are your characteristics and your preferences, but, not the real you, therefore, there's YOU and then person the world sees. This is what 'Charlie' is trying to desperately to keep together and his bowel movements are the tightrope between the two, never letting him forget it. The only way any person will see the real you and the only way your going to show them and let go completely and allow them to do this is if you trust, (in his case) love and have 100% faith in them. That's what it's about faith. You need to have faith in your actions, decisions, the people you choose to be around you and yourself or nothing will ever work out. Fidel had faith in Estuvio, Estuvio had faith in Fidel, a lot of people had faith in Charlie (His boss, Fulvio,Fidel), Charlie had faith in Judy, Judy had faith in herself, Fulvio had faith in himself to get out of the lifestyle (that's why he grew his tomatoes), Helvenshaw had faith in the system (his intentions were crooked, but he still had faith), Fidel and Estuvio's dream was to be together, Charlie's was the ocean view, Judy's was to remain happy, Fulvio's was to be someone HE liked, Bennett's was to be wealthy and the therapy groups was to change the monotonous, predictable, soundtrack to their lives You see in order to have faith you need a dream or a plan to sustain it, not everyone, but most. Every critic is screaming from the rooftops, about how there's no plot, but that's just it, there is no plot to life, yet how it's fused is brilliant,everybody wants something, money, happiness, peace and quiet, but in order to get it, you got to have faith, that's the point, you want a plot go watch a bond movie.
Paul Zink
I can't recall how I heard of this movie, but having seen it once, I immediately bought the DVD. This is a fine oddball comedy, propelled by a script that doesn't waste a singled word and brilliant casting. Everyone is perfect in his or her role, from Liam Neeson as the undercover DEA agent who has lost his nerve, to Sandra Bullock as the love interest. Oliver Platt turns in a wonderful performance as the "Jeffrey Dahmer of Mafia hit men", and Richard Schiff is hilarious in his role as a overstressed member of Neeson's therapy group, who resorts to biting his hand to repress his anger impulses. Gun Shy is well balanced, well paced, and full of satisfying small surprises and twists -- especially the hilarious closing line of dialog. See it and enjoy.
Knox Bronson
I was half-enjoying this movie on cable TV until we got to the scene where Liam (who is apparently a chronic farter in the movie) is getting some kind of enema action from Sandra Bullock ... she has some squeeze-bulb action going on ... and the music playing is "It's a Man's World" by James Brown ... this is an abomination. It is blasphemy. It is a crime. What unbelievable bad taste. Imagine that, coming out of Hollywood.i don't have much more to say, but I guess IMDb doesn't allow short, succinct posts. so blah blah blah watched the Cockettes documentary today, found a great andy warhol superstar website, played with new kitties, cooked dinner ... this should fill it out enough ...and I hope the children of the man responsible for putting James Brown in a Sandra Bullock enema scene live in interesting times.
