The Smell Of Success. Anyone? Anyone heard of it? No? I’m a bit baffled myself. Despite being in the can for, according to IMDB, almost two years, I’ve never even sniffed any news about the film. It’s supposed to be a zany old-timey comedy, but the trailer kind of shits the bed. It’s not particularly funny, and I’ll be honest — if I were judging by the trailer alone (I know, I know, shut up already), I’d guess it kind of stinks.
But perhaps there’s a hidden scent of greatness amidst all that crap. Perhaps a whiff of something far more clever. The synopsis certainly has potential, in its own bizarre, quirky way:
When a tragic accident ends the life of Mr. Rose, the genius behind Rose’s Manure Company, the livelihood of its loyal fleet of salesmen threatens to go, as they say, into the toilet. Enter estranged daughter Rosemary, a high-class- cosmetics salesgirl, who steps in to take control. She is not sure she has a nose for the family business, but she is determined to make foul into profit. Little does she know that a ruthless, slick-talking fertilizer rep is plotting a takeover. Whether she likes it or not, she must trust her top salesman, Patrick Fitzpatrick, to devise a plan to regain Rose’s rightful position on top of the heap.
I confess, I’m not really feeling it, but perhaps that the trailer… well, it’s a poorly cut one. The cast is pretty great, even the moldering corpse of Kyle MacLachlan. And it’s directed by Michael Polish, who years ago delivered the impressive Twin Falls, Idaho. So what say you? Do you sense greatness, or does it smell like shit?
Christ, enough of this. I’m pooped.