Review: A Tale of Two Coreys
As the title suggests, the chronicling of the
frequently entwined careers of Corey Haim and Corey Feldman, from their
beginnings as child stars, their tumultuous, drug-abusing ‘troubled’ periods,
and their eventual reunion as ‘reality TV’ performers.
Initially I was amused at how apt it seemed that this
story would be told in Lifetime TV movie format. The Two Coreys were trashy
tabloid fodder at least in adulthood, so it kinda made sense to me. Given in
particular the bizarre descent Corey Feldman seems to be on in the last while
or so, I wasn’t surprised the story wouldn’t be told in a big splashy Hollywood
theatrical release. The whole incident of people ‘out to get’ Corey and supposedly
stabbing him, an incident that the police say they have no record of. That was
a red flag. Then there was that trainwreck where he wanted to ‘out’ Hollywood
abusers who molested himself and Corey Haim over the years, but only if he
could raise the funds to make a movie about it. Yeah, The Feldman wanted your
money. This eventually culminated in a movie screening where ‘OMG the hackers
have sabotaged the live online screening!’. Don’t get me wrong. I fully believe
both Coreys were indeed sexually abused over the years. That seems pretty
obvious to any sane person. Unfortunately, Feldman has become so obsessed with
self-promotion over the years that his ‘Truth Movement’ (seriously, that’s the
name of the guy’s band) it just overwhelms everything else and makes him seem
like a cheap ‘work’, to use wrestling parlance. He’s been his own worst enemy. Then
there’s his ever ‘evolving’ stance on the late Michael Jackson’s alleged
paedophilia activities. He has given support for MJ for many years, albeit with
a brief bit of wavering during the man’s last sex abuse trial. In the wake of
MJ’s death, he switched back again to being his #1 fan. Then when “Leaving
Neverland” seemed to cement in a lot of people’s minds that MJ was deeply
inappropriate with children, Corey gave a half-arsed ‘although I was never
abused, I can no longer defend him’ response. Perhaps his views have simply
evolved with time as things have become clearer in his mind. Perhaps there are
other reasons for it. I know which view is most credible to me. Why am I
bringing into question Corey Feldman’s character here (or at least my
potentially inaccurate understanding of said character)? Like I said, I fully
believe that the two Coreys were indeed molested. I do side though, with Haim’s
mother on just who molested her son, not Feldman’s allegation – not mentioned
in the film, which was made prior to Feldman’s allegation – that it was Charlie
Sheen who abused Haim on the set of “Lucas”. However, Feldman’s
increasingly ‘questionable’ behaviour in the last couple of decades (even extending
to allegations that he has abused several women over the years, I might add) plays
into the whole tabloid-y side of things, a mentality I went into the film with.
Corey Feldman just so happens to be an executive producer of the film, though
he acknowledges that the ‘real’ story was far too X-rated for Lifetime. Corey’s
participation, however hands-on it may or may not have been, thus lends itself to some background and/or pre-discussion
contextualisation.
Despite all of this entering my mind when I sat down
to watch this 2018 film from director Steven Huffaker (“Love in Moreno
Valley”), I quickly realised that no…this is not the medium through
which this story should be told. I was wrong. Feldman (who gets co-story credit
with about four others, too) citing that the real story would be too ‘X-rated’
is indeed an issue, but more to the point it’s also a far too serious, and
seriously disturbing story for what turns out to be an entirely laughable,
unconvincing treatment. And believe me, once I started watching, I wised up to
the fact that there shouldn’t be anything remotely laughable about this story.
Right from the get-go there are problems. Although
Justin Ellings convincingly portrays young Corey Haim and Casey Leach in
particular is a very convincing visual likeness to the older Haim, the two
actors playing Corey Feldman at different ages are a total bust. Young Elijah
Marcano looks more like a young John Cusack than Feldman, and as the older
Feldman, actor Scott Bosely gets saddled with a clearly whitewashed, Corey
Feldman-approved version of himself. The characterisations of the two really
are ridiculously unconvincing, with Haim for the most part being seen as the
more worldlier one and a douchebag hellraiser, whilst Feldman is seen as a
moody, corrupted innocent little lamb. Both of these guys were acting since
well before they were teaming up together as teen hunks, and both definitely
had drug issues. So it’s clear as day that either Feldman had a say in what
we’re seeing on screen (and indeed, he's given credit on-screen), and/or what
is being presented on screen is done in a way so as to not elicit a lawsuit
from the one still living ‘Corey’. Feldman apparently stated that TV movie
restrictions were to blame for what is and isn’t depicted, and he’s right to
some extent, but it’s still completely unconvincing for other reasons as well. It
makes for laughable viewing, and as I’ve said, this story shouldn’t be funny.
At all.
Almost nothing convinces here, for instance the young woman
playing actress Kerri Green (Haim’s co-star in “Lucas”, Feldman’s
co-star in the following year’s “The Goonies”) has the completely wrong
hair colour. That may not bother everyone, but it’s still a noticeable
inaccuracy in a film that doesn’t give the character enough screen time for the
poor actress to convince otherwise through their performance. They could’ve
then at least gotten the hair right. Brandon Howard is seven different flavours
of ridiculous as Michael Jackson, who here is seen exclusively as Feldman’s
confidante and mentor, the same Feldman who in 2019-20 says he can no longer
defend. That’s not the problem, I’m just being snarky there. The problem is
that Howard looks absurd and nothing like the real MJ, couldn’t they have just
used one of the many MJ impersonators out there? It’s not like great thesping
was a requirement given the quality of the rest of the film. Howard is unable
to be taken seriously, and looks even weirder than Jackson himself did. Then
there’s the absolutely dreadful, not remotely convincing characterisation of
filmmaker Joel Schumacher. Here he’s just some random director yelling at the
Coreys for being late and in shitty condition on-set after wild partying.
Meanwhile, did the late Carrie Fisher really try to help Feldman on the set of “the
Burbs”? It’s quite possible (Fisher was certainly experienced enough in
drugs to have some sage knowledge), but I believe nothing about the scene
depicting that situation here. It comes off as exactly what it is: A bad moment
in a bad TV movie played by unconvincing actors playing real-life people poorly
written. Even worse, the film skips from this scene set in the late 80s right
to the filming of their reality show “The Two Coreys” in 2007. No “Prayer
of the Rollerboys”, “Fast Getaway”, or “Fast Getaway II” for
Haim. No “Meatballs IV” for Feldman, no softcore “Blown Away” for
the duo, no Michael Jackson trials discussions…none of that. That’s not just me
looking for my film buff needs to be met. A fairly sizeable chunk of the story
of these two men would be found in the period in which these films and
incidents occurred. What we do get is a truly disastrous moment that was
memorably shown on the final episode of “The Two Coreys”, but the film
pretends it’s an actual conversation with no cameras around. Yeah, that’s some
bullshit right there, and this is a film where Feldman and Haim openly admit
the series was scripted.
Honestly, about the only interest point here is in the
casting of a few familiar faces in smaller parts. Former “Days of Our Lives”
hunk (and Rob Lowe doppelganger if you ask me) Patrick Muldoon is amusing as
Feldman’s douchebag, over-the-hill musician father, who is seen as only a step
up in parental guidance from his trashy mother (played for the moderate ham
value it’s worth by Ashley Scott). The real surprise was looking at IMDb
afterwards and realising that the actor playing one of the known abusers of
Feldman and Haim Marty Weiss, was a contemporary of the duo…Keith Coogan of “Adventures
in Babysitting” and “Don’t Tell Mom the Babysitter’s Dead”. I
couldn’t believe it, dude was unrecognisable.
An inappropriately sanitised, biased, and frankly
laughable depiction of subject matter that deserved a more serious-minded treatment.
This just won’t do. The teleplay is by Peter Sullivan (who seems to have had a
writing/producing hand in every Christmas TV movie of the last 5 years or so),
Hanz Wasserburger (“Christmas in Palm Springs”, “The Christmas Gift”),
and Jessica Dube (“Mississippi Requiem” with James Franco and Amy Smart)
from a story by Wasseburger, Sullivan, Feldman, and two others.
Rating: D
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