Sports
movies have gotten to the point where the average viewer
can predict what will happen and be right most of the time.
If a formula is used enough, people know all the angles,
and eventually no surprises are left. Nevertheless, recent
sports films like ”Miracle” and “Coach
Carter” have succeeded despite covering this familiar
ground. Why? Because they build up the characters instead
of the sport. If the audience doesn't care about the players,
the whole project's been in vain. Which brings us to “Rebound,”
a 90-minute regurgitation of sports genre cliches. What
could have been a genial, harmless family comedy giving
Martin Lawrence a chance to pack up his trademark profane
act and take a chance in kiddie territory is instead a lazy,
dumbed-down, and dreadfully uninvolving clunker.
Lawrence plays
Roy McCormick, a college basketball coach who's more concerned
with his endorsement deals than with how his players are
faring on the court (although with a team as lackluster
as his, one would wonder why he gets handed so much money,
but I digress). He's also one heck of a hothead, which gets
him banned for life from his league after throwing a temper
tantrum and, in the process, killing a rival team's mascot.
As you expect,
Roy gets a second chance to prove himself worthy of being
reinstated...in the form of coaching his old middle school
basketball team, your basic Ragtag Bunch of Youngsters who
can barely pull themselves together to pick up a ball, let
alone play an entire game. Still, in the name of getting
his old job back, Roy agrees to coach the Smelters (no kidding,
that's actually the name of the team). But what began as
a PR stunt ends up reigniting Roy's spirit, inspiring him
to whip his team into shape, instilling them with a sense
of confidence, and rediscovering for himself a love for
the game.
“Rebound”
is a movie whose plot can be described in a single sentence
but, unfortunately, whose running time isn't that short.
When I say, "Martin Lawrence coaches middle school
basketball," that really is all the movie is about,
just one scene after another where Lawrence and the kids
do something goofy in a painful search for laughs. I know
Rebound was designed with little kids as its target audience,
but when I see such intelligent family fare as “The
Polar Express” out on the market, I can't help wondering
why stuff like “Rebound” ends up coming off
so lazy and predictable.
Perhaps “Rebound”
is just another case of studios beating a dead horse. Once
upon a time, the concept of a bitter adult squaring off
against a bunch of goofball kids was probably hilarious,
but now, seeing a guy once considered a stand-up comedy
maverick get slammed in the head with a basketball is just
plain saddening. Lawrence s embarrassingly restrained and
inoffensive in his part, and no effort is made to develop
the kids other than to give them the tired personalities
of ball-hog, tough girl, fat kid, nerdy kid, kid with glasses,
and so on.
The sole laughs
here come from Patrick Warburton's performance as a parent
who gets waaaay too involved in his child's team. But even
this isn't enough to rescue the rest of the film from the
lifeless Lawrence, the thinly-developed kids, the sloppy
romantic subplot between Roy and the mom of one of the kids,
and Megan Mullally making it abundantly clear that she's
as bored as the audience is with her turn as the school
principal.
There are various
theories concerning why people don't seem to be going to
as many movies as they used to. My guess is that audiences
are ready for more daring-than-usual material, but too many
recent films are delivering the same ol' schtick viewers
have been seeing for years. “Rebound” and the
piddling box office reception it's received so far proves
that youngsters and adults are wise enough not to spend
$10 seeing a movie they've already seen before -- that,
or they just think “War of the Worlds” looks
cooler.