M's Musings on SO I MARRIED AN AXE MURDERER

So I Married an Axe Murderer.  Dir.  Thomas Schlamme.  Screenplay by Robbie Fox.  Ft.  Mike Myers, Nancy Travis and Anthony LaPaglia.  Sony Pictures, 1993.

Well, no actually, you didn't.  While the idea of her being an axe murderer was an excellent one, what is the point if it is actually her crazy ass sister?  So there was some kind of weird sexual tension between the two of them that was never resolved...  Between who, you say?  Well, between all of them, in a weirdo sort of way.  Pick your two.


My favourite part of the movie was the decision to make the love interest a butcher.  The jokes throughout those sections made my day.  I liked the tension and hilarity it added to this idea of her being a murderer.  Somehow, the film never stopped being lighthearted, even in its most serious moments.  Instead of almost dying... Mike Myers gets kicked in the balls.  So, he kicks back.  Huh.


I am not much of a laugh out loud kind of girl, nor am I super into romantic comedies.  I liked that this particular comedy played down the romance in favour of the crazy.  I was not surprised to learn that Mike Myers is the same kind of comic in every film he played.  I guess I was expecting something a little different.  I see exactly how he "evolves" as an actor throughout the last couple of decades.  In most ways, he really doesn't.  Its just the same jokes for a new, slightly more youthful audience.


Okay, so I hated the scene where he first goes to her apartment.  She didn't turn on the light until they were in the middle of the hugest room I have ever seen.  Can you imagine following someone you just met more than 20 feet into a dark house before turning on the light?   I realize this is petty and pathetic, but that is the one thing that really caught me up.


The Scottish parent storyline made me happy.  As did the World News.  My grandmother also reads tabloid magazines, though unfortunately she does not read them in earnest (to the best of my knowledge).  This just made me wish that she did.  I hope that she does, and that she secretly looks for photos of our family and friends... just hoping to solve a crime or be horrified at the depraved way in which we lead our lives.


Do redheads go grey in that particular fashion?  I hope that I don't.  I kind of hoped that I would never go grey, except in the most uniform of ways.


Final thought:  I enjoyed this movie, but it didn't overwhelm me.  I didn't laugh out loud one time.  But, I am still glad I saw it.