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Movie Review: Feds

     Hey, everyone. Tonight we watched an entertaining film on TV called Feds. It stars Mary Gross as Janis Zuckerman, an F.B.I. trainee who befriends Ellie Dewitt (Played by Rebecca DeMornay). The two women have the temerity to enter the agency's tough training course and have to endure all the sexist B.S. associated with male-dominated trades.
    The two ladies are light-years apart in personalities and skills, which helps them cope with life in the fast lane of law enforcement. Jane is a book nerd, brilliant and reserved. Her roomie is Ellie, an ex-Marine with spunk, attitude, street smarts and guts. Together they can manage to do more than survive at the academy; they flourish.
     Ellie must help her pardner with things like weapons training, P.T. and cuffing criminals. Janis must help the book- challenged Ellie with her studies. As the ranks of their particular class are decimated by a 75% washout rate, the two females manage to impress their tough supervisor, played by Fred Thompson; great actor and a guy that would have made a good President.
    Ellie and Jane get in trouble for foiling a bank robbery... you heard that right. Then they pick and pick at a 'cold case' involving stolen Navy blankets until they scare some stoners into a confession. Finally, their supreme test comes when they deal with pseudo-terrorists.
     I found this movie rather charming. It was different, refreshing and the female slant did not bother me in the least. I have worked with lots of women in male-dominated trades and have found them to be good comrades for the most part. I sympathize with them concerning all the crap they must endure.
    About the two stars, the ladies. Mary Gross is a real train wreck of fun in this role. I loved her when she got blasted in a bar and came out...way out, of her shell. She almost embarrassed a drunk sailor on leave, which is a monumental task. Ha, ha. For some reason, during this film, I had mental pictures of Janis with a black leather leotard and a whip. Sorry, that was a bit sexist.
     As for Rebecca DeMornay, what is it about her eyes? She has the calmest way of looking at people, like she has this wonderful confidence that goes deeper than an acting role. I wonder if she has martial arts training or something? I like her as an actress.
    Bottom line: it's a fun, different sort of show that is worth a good 4 or 4.5 stars. Check it out, if you are so inclined.
    Also, assuming that you are stuck at Mom and Dad's for the week and want some escape reading. Try my newest ebook called The Stuffy Professor, if you can stand adult situations and language. It's a 99 cent short story about a Prof who has maximum education and minimal experience with life. When he begins to date one of his students, he comes out of his shell. When he meets her mother, a prison shrink, he wants back in the aforementioned shell. Here's the link. https://smashwords.com/b/389831
     By the way, that is available on Amazon as well and it will be out on all the on-line stores in a few days. My series about the French spy, Andrea, has a third installment out. I think I forgot to mention it last week when it first came out.
From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills.
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