So, this weekend, my BFF Evelyn and I were watching the critically reviled 2014 film No Good Deed. As we watched Idris Elba (playing the role of Colin) viciously and violently choke to death a character played by Kate del Castillo, Evelyn said, “He can strangle me any time that he wants.” My first instinct was to reprimand my friend and remind her that it’s not empowering to allow a man to murder you, regardless of how unbelievably sexy that man may be. But then, by the time that Idris was murdering Leslie Bibb, I found myself agreeing. Seriously, Idris Elba can do anything he wants to me….
Idris is pretty much the only reason to see No Good Deed. No Good Deed is one of those crappy suspense films where every plot point hinges on someone acting like a total idiot. Colin escapes from prison. Colin murders his ex-fiancee after he discovers that she’s been cheating on him. Later, Colin crashes his truck outside of the house of Terri Granger (Taraji P. Henson). Terri’s husband is out-of-town and when Colin shows up at her doorstop and asks to use the phone to call for a tow truck, Terri invites him inside. Terri’s friend Meg (Leslie Bibb) shows up. Mayhem follows. Of course, there’s a big twist at the end.
This is where I’d usually say something like, “DON’T REVEAL THE SURPRISE ENDING OF NO GOOD DEED!” but, honestly, you’ll figure it out within the first few minutes of the film. It’s pretty obvious and it’s pretty stupid. I won’t reveal it but if you see the film, feel free to tell all your friends about the big twist. Some films were meant to be spoiled.
As I watched No Good Deed and found myself hissing at the terrible dialogue and the total stupidity of all of the characters and wondering if any of the filmmakers had ever actually met any real human beings, I found myself wondering how this film could be so incredibly bad. I hopped onto the imdb and discovered that the film was written by Aimee Lagos.
If you don’t recognize that name, Lagos also wrote and directed the absolutely terrible movie, 96 Minutes. And I will say this: No Good Deed is slightly better than 96 Minutes.
That’s the power of Idris Elba.
(Incidentally, it bothers me that nobody in this film is actually named Deed. If Colin’s full name had been Colin Deed … well, that would have been pretty stupid but it would have at least been kinda fun and entertaining.)
(Also, for those keeping track, that’s 121 reviews down and 5 to go.)