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ridiculous rating

Absolutely the worst movie.

what a terribly boring film. I'm sorry but this is absolutely not deserving of best picture and will be forgotten quickly. Entertaining and engaging cinema? No. Nothing performances with flat faces and mistaking silence for subtlety.

The tone of this movie is interesting -- the stakes are both dramatic and high, but it's balanced with a lot of fun, tongue and cheek dialogue.

"Gun Shy"is a comedy posing as an action film. It actually starts out as an interesting post-traumatic stress special agent story. But it is at the climax when it gets hilarious.I was a big fan of the Alec Guinness comedies, including his "crime" films, "The Lavender Hill Mob" and "The Ladykillers." The cinematic style is different but the understated humor is similar.Charlie Mayeaux (Liam Neeson) is an undercover agent suffering from post traumatic stress disorder. He is on a case involving an unpredictable psychotic killer, Fulvio (Oliver Platt). He is sure that he will die in this assignment. It's a follow up to an earlier assignment in which he was about to be killed when he was saved by his task force. All the bad guys were killed, except for one. The gangsters killed in that raid worked for Fulvio, and the DEA wants Charlie to renew his contact with Fulvio's people in the hope that Charlie will meet Fulvio (whom he has never seen except as imagined in his nightmares). They are less interested in catching Fulvio than having him lead them to the big drug cartel bosses.I agree with the critics who complain that the ending of the film doesn't fit with what came before, but by then we know not to take the story as a serious one anyhow.

I watched this film purely because I'm a Liam Neeson fan and couldn't resist the opportunity to perv on him in a lead role for an hour and a half. I completely expected the film itself to be total dross, the kind of unmemorable, bland "comedy" I associate (fairly or otherwise) with Sandra Bullock.Actually I have to say that Bullock felt a bit wedged in; they needed a love interest for Neeson's character, but she didn't need to be a big name - in fact, I think it might have been better if they'd taken on a relative unknown, as it would have saved this actually-quite-good comedy from being billed as a "Sandra Bullock Romantic Comedy", thereby alienating a large proportion of the people who might otherwise have wanted to watch it.Bullock's character is very bland and does not seem to have required her to wake up at any point during filming - the kind of character film-makers would probably describe as "kooky", but which the rest of us find moderately endearing to start with, edging towards slightly irritating by the end of the film. The only matter of real interest in Bullock's role lay in trying to work out what precisely was supposed to be so "special" about her - her unusual way of meeting Neeson's character could only carry her so far.Neeson, meanwhile, was far more entertaining. I am biased, but I've seen Neeson play some godawful parts (Clash of the Titans springs to mind) and this was a decent effort. A former golden-boy DEA agent who seeks psychiatric help and gets into group therapy because he's suffering from PTSD and "acute intermittent flatulence" had the potential to get pretty gimmicky, but he balances it well and saves Charles from becoming a mere caricature. I actually think Neeson doesn't get enough credit as a comic actor, and he and Oliver Platt (who comes as a bit of a surprise if the last thing you saw him in was "Beethoven") bounce very well off each other.There's a few cheap laughs that feel a bit tacked on, like Columbian badass Fidel turning out to be in a relationship with his lisping, one- balled bodyguard, but fortunately the makers have had the sense not to labour these points and they remain just surprising and mildly amusing minor elements against the backdrop of a good cast and a decent comic premise.Worth seeing, just try to ignore Sandra Bullock as she's nowhere near as central as you'd expect and feels a bit unnecessary. The only comparison that springs to mind in terms of misguided marketing is Blow Dry - an excellent film with a fantastic cast that they tried to market off the back of its two weakest actors and the worst attempt at a Yorkshire accent in history.

Where'd this film come from and how come it took me til now to see it??? It's a comic masterpiece, hard laughs from start to finish, a wry satire of the tough guy genre. Great cast, especially Liam Neeson who shows a remarkable comic flair. Kudos for that, no doubt, belong to the director (who also wrote it), who assembled a remarkably colorful group of actors and fashioned one of the funniest ensemble performances I've ever seen on the screen, a comedy that unfolds with a paradoxically poetic visual style that keeps you howling even when the actors aren't speaking. Does for James Bond what Strangelove did for the Doomsday Thriller. My advice, if you're the sort who appreciates intelligent satire and understands that pop culture garbage like "How I Met Your Mother" isn't at all funny; get a copy asap, make some popcorn, take the phone off the hook and put aside enough time to watch it twice (you will). One last question; where's the darn sequel???

I was in the used video store down at the mall. I saw this in the rack and I remembered looking at the box and not watching this movie for years. Something just didn't seem right about it. Now I know what it was. The box blurb is utterly useless. I don't think the title helped either. A marvelous effort for all concerned. Not a major film, by any means, but a good movie. There are some odd plot holes... but WHO CARES? It's that good. Thank you, Sandra Bullock, for your producer's eye and ear, and for your ability, in this movie at least, to settle for a relatively minor role and still get mileage out of it. By the way, I love the socks and shirt thing. You really do that well. For Liam Neeson, a hearty BRAVO. Good work in a role that a lesser actor might have made, well, less of. Your silences were just as eloquent as your speeches. And to Oliver Platt... really, I must say the same thing. You rose to the occasion and served well in good company. My final credit is to the set designer for the before and after shots of the kitchen. Marvelous. 1951 all the way!