The Whole Nine Yards: A Swing at Comedy and Chaos

So I finally got around to watching “The Whole Nine Yards,” and, let me tell you, it was a trip! Directed by Jonathan Lynn, who also gave us “My Cousin Vinny”—so, expectations were already in the air, right? The film mixes up genres like a DJ on Nyårsafton, and you’ve got Bruce Willis and Matthew Perry leading the charge. They’re like kanelbulle och kaffe, an odd but intriguing combo.

Ah, Bruce Willis. I remember seeing him first in “Die Hard” at a friend’s stuga back in ’89, my first year teaching history at the gymnasium. So seeing him in a comedy’s always a gas, but I’m a bit torn here. He plays a hitman, but with Perry’s neurotic dentist character, it’s like, some scenes just hit, while others miss like a drunk dart player efter midsommarmiddag.

The film’s title got me thinking—what does “The Whole Nine Yards” actually mean? I’ve read somewhere it’s a saying about going all the way. But do we ever actually find out why it’s called that? Jag vet inte.

Then there’s Amanda Peet, and can we just take a moment for her? She’s like the movie’s wildcard, throwing wrenches in plans left and right and lighting up the screen. It’s like Fika with that unpredictable friend who always has a tale that leaves your jaw dropped.

Visually, it’s your typical late ’90s, early 2000s shtick—nothing groundbreaking here. But, there’s something nostalgic about those pastel filters, like flipping through an old IKEA catalog from back in the day.

Honestly, sometimes the plot bends over on itself, and you’re left questioning if it’s all worth it. I think it is, maybe just for the ride and a couple of laughs. So, if you’re up for a quirky, somewhat chaotic journey, give it a whirl. Remember, sometimes the joy is in the detours.

Check the trailer below