UK Release Date: 19th June 2015
Runtime: 104 minutes
Director: Doug Ellin
Writer: Doug Ellin
Starring: Jeremy Piven, Adrian Grenier, Kevin Connolly, Kevin Dillon, Jerry Ferrara, Emmanuelle Chriqui, Haley Joel Osment, Billy Bob Thornton
Synopsis: A pretty boy actor faces a crisis of confidence when his career looks set to rest on the quality of his directorial debut.
Between 2004 and 2011, the antics of a particular bunch of fictional movie industry types enthralled TV audiences. The show was called Entourage and its characters have now made it to the big screen, taking their Hollywood adventures to Hollywood itself. Unfortunately, their Hollywood adventures seem to consist solely of being awful to women and taking cracks at each other’s sexual prowess.
Vince (Adrian Grenier) surprises studio head Ari (Jeremy Piven) with the news that he wants to direct his next big-budget film, which concerns the Texan financiers (Billy Bob Thornton and Haley Joel Osment). His friend and producer E (Kevin Connolly) supports him along the way as he casts brother Drama (Kevin Dillon) in the film. Meanwhile, Vince’s friend and driver Turtle (Jerry Ferrara) tries to seduce UFC champion Ronda Rousey.
Entourage asks us to spend two hours in the company of around half a dozen utterly loathsome human beings. Every single one of the central male characters is desperately misogynistic, desperately homophobic and utterly intolerant of anyone who doesn’t think that their glamorous lifestyle is the absolute ideal of human existence.
| "It is your job, along with going over budget and being short, to tell Vince these things."
It’s not unusual for films to feature sexist, even offensive, characters. Nor is that always a bad thing. The Hangover has laughs to spare and The Inbetweeners Movie manages to get huge laughs from its unbearable protagonists. The difference with Entourage is that these characters never get their comeuppance for being as dreadful as they are. Bad things seldom happen to these people, and when they do, they are resolved so quickly that any hope of a moral lesson goes immediately out of the window.
Entourage is like an abattoir of morality. These are genuinely awful humans, experiencing nothing but sickening, materialistic, hedonistic success. The dialogue consists almost solely of jibes at women, homosexuals and just about anyone who isn’t a disgustingly wealthy Los Angeles star. It’s played as a comedy, but none of it’s funny, least of all the revolving door of A-list cameos.
The plot, too, is quickly tied up when it’s revealed that the only actual source of conflict is just a result of jealousy. These central characters are portrayed as literally so perfect that anyone who challenges that perfection must simply be a jealous beta male. Probably with a small penis.
Perhaps the worst thing about the film is that it works from a central premise of “male fantasy”, generalising everyone in possession of a Y chromosome as a homophobic, booty-loving lout incapable of showing any restraint. Not only is Entourage an offensive film, but it’s one that assumes we want to take part in its offensiveness. I’m sat pretty much squarely in the middle of the target demographic for Entourage, but I’m certain that I couldn’t spend five minutes in the world inhabited by these detestable people.
| "We can’t finish the movie without money."
This is a film that looks glossy, but is grubby underneath. Entourage showcases the seedy underbelly of Hollywood and all of its filth, but portrays it as a blokey vision of masculine utopia. It’s a glimpse of a world in which actions have no consequences, problems are wrapped up before they really become an issue and everything turns out okay in the end.
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In short, Entourage is a film full of near-sociopathic douchebags. It goes to great lengths to convince the audience that these awful, hateful, loathsome creations are, in fact, perfect figures to whom men should aspire.
Turns out the high life is full of lowlifes.
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