Paparazzi (2004)

Paparazzi: Directed by Paul Abascal. With Cole Hauser, Robin Tunney, Dennis Farina, Daniel Baldwin. A rising Hollywood actor decides to take personal revenge against a group of four persistent photographers to make them pay for almost causing a personal tragedy involving his wife and son.

“I hate tabloid press as much as the next person. But I will be honest to you about how I feel about movie stars. It is a dishonest profession. I donu0026#39;t believe in actors getting paid $20 million for a single film and living in multiple mansions when harder working folks get nothing. But then you have to consider what the character of Bo Laramie says in this film. Perhaps every time someone takes your picture you lose a bit of your soul. Maybe the constant hassling of the press is only worth $20 million. Celebrities do rub it in our faces a bit too much about how much money they have. We are the ones that see their movies and buy their CDs. Itu0026#39;s because of us that they have what they have right? And when we want a little bit of them back, when we want a little insight into their lives that ultimately, we, have helped create for them, they often bite back with attitude.u003cbr/u003eu003cbr/u003eThere is a line that is not to be crossed though. The odd picture here and there is more than enough. But as there are so many, many tabloid magazines out there, all with the same kind of single-word single-syllable title, the business has become very diluted and all of them are willing to buy the most mundane photos of celebs doing uninteresting things. Not only this, but they take it to rather perverted extremes and it baffles me that anyone could be at all interested in it. Iu0026#39;ve seen long-shots of celebs hanging around like any person ought to but with massive close-ups of sweaty armpits, circled for the benefit of anyone not enlightened to the point of the picture. Morbid close-ups of some celebrityu0026#39;s blouse revealing some milkshake she spilled a few hours earlier is just plain creepy. Sadly, there are thousands of parasites out there who are willing to fork over their hard-earned cash for such rags. Iu0026#39;ll never understand the fascination.u003cbr/u003eu003cbr/u003eCelebs are made out to be Gods of some kind. Something we all want to be but never can. Their teeth are perfect, their wives/husbands beautiful, their children beautiful, their homes are palaces and their lifestyles enviable. Most of us live our whole lives in jealousy of celebs. This is why we just want a little bit more back from them. They can afford it right? With all that money and u0026#39;poweru0026#39; a few pics here and there wonu0026#39;t hurt will they? Well, I canu0026#39;t imagine myself liking it very much. And, considering the crap Iu0026#39;ve seen some celebs take, I personally donu0026#39;t think any of itu0026#39;s worth $20 million. Punching a Paparazzo in the face with my fist going through his camera first sounds like the best image of all in my opinion. Since a union of celebs is actually quite powerful, I do believe their wills be much, much tighter laws in the near future to curb Paparazzi. Thereu0026#39;s always some story of some actor taking a weaselly photographer to court.u003cbr/u003eu003cbr/u003eOr you could do it the way Bo Laramie does.u003cbr/u003eu003cbr/u003eLaramie (Cole Hauser) is a former Montana carpenter who has, by pure chance, become a star in Hollywood through various xXx-style action movies. The public loves him and wants more than he is willing to offer. His private life is constantly being invaded by those peeking in. But they are taking pictures too. Rex Harper (the very cool, but sadly self-destructive, Tom Sizemore) is one of those pesky photographers. And Laramie doesnu0026#39;t take too kindly to Harper taking pics of his son playing football. He responds by punching out Harper, only a group of his Paparazzi pals (including Danny-the best Baldwin, the psycho killer from Heat, and some highly annoying English guy you canu0026#39;t wait to see hanging from a tree) catch the whole thing on film and whore out their footage to the highest bidder.u003cbr/u003eu003cbr/u003eNow with a personal vendetta between them a childish game is promptly brought to an end (or only just beginning) when they involve Laramie and his family in a Princess Diana-style car wreck. And instead of calling an ambulance, they take pictures of their bloody bodies. Sadly, itu0026#39;s not sounding far-fetched yet.u003cbr/u003eu003cbr/u003eHaving not learned from otheru0026#39;s mistake Laramie is still hassled by the photographers and press and they continue to fabricate stories and bend (read utterly distort) the truth to line their own pockets. Little do they know Laramie is planning a Punisher-style revenge on the 4 dolts responsible for his tragedy.u003cbr/u003eu003cbr/u003eClick on my reviews to find a coninuation of this criticism in another film of the same name as the IMDb only allows 1000 words.”