Word: ricks
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Nathaniel S. Rakich '10, a Crimson editorial editor, is a government concentrator in Cabot House. He regrets not asking for Rick Steves's autograph. Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4...
Father to the other two space-time travelers in the show, Rick here is more the intrepid guide, or he acts that way, even when he's feeling trepid. To blend in with prehistoric beasts, he'll douse himself in the dinosaur urine he's harvested. He'll wander - make that blunder - into dangerous situations and, in the movie's sharpest moment, tiptoe through a nest of baby dinosaurs, sedating the little ones by singing "I Hope I Get It" from A Chorus Line. Less overbearing than in his earlier films but no less resolute, Ferrell seems to be channeling...
...Tarzan movies; the Altrusian lizard lords Enik (John Boylan) and the Zarn (voiced by Leonard Nimoy); and a huge army of the zombie-like Sleestaks - as Will sagely observes, "That's how zombies get you: volume." If fans of the TV show want a Tyrannosaurus rex to chase Rick into a cave, as in the old days, they'll get their wish. The difference is in the care taken with the creatures and their environment. The dinos have plausibility and personality, and there are enough rocks, jutting jaws and monster guts thrown at the screen to make...
...because Rick, like every other Ferrell male, is no more self-conscious than he is self-aware, there will be the actor's requisite topless scene. For if Matthew McConaughey is the alpha male, Ferrell is the omega. His chest is large, white and flabby, and it's pocked with what look like dozens of tiny, imperfectly attached hair-implant tufts. It might be a helicopter's eye view of merino sheep stranded on a tundra. And that's what makes this preening so funny: his character's cluelessness to (and Ferrell's awareness of) the limits of his erotic...
...Rick emerge from a motel pool, and as he shakes his wet hair, the movie goes into loving slo-mo; it both enters his fantasy and laughs at his sub-Adonis reality. Here's the 41-year-old Ferrell playing another child's game, revealing the idiocy and sweetness in the ego of the American male - the kid who never grew...