The long-time-coming big-screen
adaptation of Douglas Adams
apocalyptic yet humorous novel is at once
entertaining and slightly irritating. Clearly
trying to stuff as much as he can into one
film, director Garth Jennings has made a
movie that throws a little too much at you,
and those who are unfamiliar with the
material might find themselves a bit lost.
On the plus side, the film looks great
(especially the Vogons, slimy green
aliens who recite bad poetry) and is
well-acted, for the most part. Sam
Rockwell is a major kick as Intergalactic
President Zaphod Beeblebrox, as is Bill
Nighy as Slartibartfast, constructor of
planets. However, Martin Freeman is a bit
too bland in the central role of Arthur Dent.
The opening sequence, where dolphins
sing an operatic goodbye to the planet
before blasting off to the heavens, gets
the movie off to a good start. What follows
is a mixed bag.