Mr. Saturday Night Reviews
Yes, you've seen this story before. Thousands and thousands of times. Yet what makes this unique are the deeply felt performances from both the movie's God: Crystal and, especially, my own God: David Paymer. Both actors do the best work of their careers in this film. Paymer is an absolute revelation, creating a closed-off individual who can only begin to express the burning passion firing up within him. Never in my wildest dreams did I think he would top his incredible work in the movie CARPOOL.
Crystal adds new dimensions to his standard public image as a wisecracking comedian. To this guy, everything is a wisecrack. His mind runs only in cheesy jokes. His brain constantly flaps his jaw, spewing out one-liners to everyone he meets and to everyone he loves. This is perhaps the one time I can say that a performance is like a never-ending comedy routine told by a giant pair of lips...and consider it a compliment.
The film also gets points for scoring the sadly departed genius that was Jerry Orbach for one scene.
Great, underrated film.