Movie #249 World’s Greatest Dad
(2009, US, d. Bobcat Goldwaithe)
It’s an interesting and unique film, that’s for sure. But the conclusion is that it is way too unique for me. To me, it felt terrible to watch. I hated every character, including the lead high school teacher (played by Robin Williams). I hated his quasi-girlfriend. I hated the friendly and talented black teacher. But I especially hated Williams’ son (played by Daryl Sabara). Their interactions alone in the first 20 minutes of the film are enough to turn me off. Without a single redeeming character, this little prick ruined every frame of celluloid here. Sex obsessed, fetish obsessed, vulgarity obsessed, and without a shred of self-censorship, the character just walked the earth, completely undeserving of any air that was given to him. In fact, I was happy when he accidentally killed himself while masturbating. I was overjoyed. I could have stopped the film right then and there. But I didn’t, sadly. Then I had to watch how Williams’ sad character becomes despicable and fake when he begins to publish fake journal articles from his son, who he convinces everyone had simply killed himself because there was no beauty in the world. It’s a dark comedy that doesn’t really make you laugh, doesn’t really make you smile, and doesn’t really make you care. For a film with as many great reviews as it has, World’s Greatest Dad is an unemotional film to watch, even more to review.