The Guardian: The Movie Sucks But Actors Are Pleasing

What happens when Top Gun and An Officer and a Gentleman have sex? They give birth to The Guardian, no doubt the product of a group of writers/producers desperate for a hit--and hoping audiences are stoopid. And poor Ashton. The boy has talent but his character is utter snoresful--the fault of bad writing. He tried real hard by spouting his first line in a southern accent. But that went away and he fell back on the cadence used in Punked (highly enjoyable adolescent instigation). He's got such charm yet here wastes his energy being all stern and manlicious.

You can guess the plot: down-and-out Coast Guard rescuer, taking all kinds of pills because a mission went bad and his wife left him, has the chance to refresh while instructing other rescuers--hello, Bull Durham? Enter Ashton who's a youthful seemingly emotionless Costner. He's not a team player (gee, I wonder if he'll learn), but an excellent swimmer. Cos and Ash go against the grain, butt heads, flash each other testosterone-laden scowls. Eventually, they're buds. Then suddenly, there's a real test--oh crap! Dish isn't all the way through, but I know the drill. Maybe Costner will die, after all, the formula of screenwriting dictates the mentor's death. Maybe Ash will save him and they'll kiss. Sigh, maybe I'll watch Gossip Girl instead...

I believe in both actors. They just have to stop choosing mediocrity.