The Big Kahuna, like most stage adaptions for film, places all of its chips on the quality of its dialogue. This is a welcome respite from the typical cinematic chum ("Don't you die on me!" "I'm too old for this sh*t"). Nevertheless, when you do that, you have to pursue the arguments made in the film to their logical conclusion. While it's difficult to discuss the final flaw in too much detail without giving away the ending, it suffices to say that there is a comparison of the Christian method of proselytizing (witnessing in the common parlance) to the salesmanship of the other characters. The problem with this is that the salesman don't seem to really give a damn about their product and how it affects the customer in contrast to the witness. This makes all of the difference.
And this is not a fatal problem, if this wouldn't necessarily occur to the character in the film, but the born again new guy stands toe to toe (rhetorically) with Kevin Spacey's war hardened sales veteran throughout the entire movie. When arguments fail to be made at the end, even the actor seems to be frustrated, as if truncated by the director.
While imperfect, Kevin Spacey's usual brilliance and Farinelli's standout performance, a polar opposite from his Can't Hardly Wait role, make this a definite step up from celluloid tripe also hitting the shelves the same week like Final Destination.
And this is not a fatal problem, if this wouldn't necessarily occur to the character in the film, but the born again new guy stands toe to toe (rhetorically) with Kevin Spacey's war hardened sales veteran throughout the entire movie. When arguments fail to be made at the end, even the actor seems to be frustrated, as if truncated by the director.
While imperfect, Kevin Spacey's usual brilliance and Farinelli's standout performance, a polar opposite from his Can't Hardly Wait role, make this a definite step up from celluloid tripe also hitting the shelves the same week like Final Destination.