The House of Yes (1997)
Directed by Mark Waters
Jackie-O is anxiously awaiting the visit of her brother home for Thanksgiving, but isn't expecting him to bring a friend — and she's even more shocked to learn that this friend is his fiance. It soon becomes clear that her obsession with Jackie Kennedy is nothing compared to her obsession with her brother, and she isn't the only member of the family with problems.
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Lessons, naturally, are to be learned, but in admirable satiric fashion, as whipped up by Fey ("Weekend Update" co-host and co-head-writer for Saturday Night Live) and director Mark Waters (The House of Yes, Freaky Friday).
As in "The House of Yes'' and "Freaky Friday,'' Waters keeps it wild but real, and the result is not only a series of lively scenes but lively close-ups: The big-eyed, expressive performances are just fun to watch.
Much of the credit for navigating the delicate balancing act between parody and reality must be given to director Mark S. Waters ("Freaky Friday," "The House of Yes").
Smartly directed by Mark Waters (“Mean Girls,” “The House of Yes”), the film expertly introduces audiences to its world, explains the rules and the consequences at stake, and even creates some interesting human characters.
In what may be a breakout effort for director Mark Waters ("The House of Yes") and first-time screenwriter Heather Hach, the script skirts the usual cliches or gives them a slick twist.
Considering that and the abysmal opening, hyper-kinetic editing and initially uneven directorial touch by Mark Waters ("Head Over Heels," "The House of Yes"), I feared that I was going to be in for an excruciating 90-some minutes watching what appeared was headed for cinematic disaster.
Director Mark S. Waters has a bad ("Head Over Heels") and mediocre ("The House of Yes") movie to his credit and makes a step up here, also showing a wide genre range from romantic comedy/thriller to dark indie to family remake.
Making his mark with the caustic, generally interesting The House of Yes, Waters approaches Mary Rodgers' oft-adapted, oft-stolen-from same-named novel of parental/adolescent body-switching détente with a sort of literalness that's at once puzzling and instantly a cause for suspicion in our post-modern, ironic world.
Director Mark S. Waters gives us a slightly more uplifting outlook than his breakthrough film “The House of Yes.”