Tower Heist
by: Eric
Plot Synopsis: ALAN ALDA plays a billionaire banker who lives in the penthouse of a MAJOR NYC tower apartment. Some daffy people decide to rob him. 
Alan with cast mate
The film begins with Alan’s character swimming in the rooftop pool with a $100 bill painted on it. This is the movies’ perfect moment as the next twenty minutes or so is setting up Alan’s character as this nice rich man with a sinister hint, then in the rest of the movie it becomes more and more apparent that he is a serious dick.
Alda in super dramatic scene from “Tower Heist” movie.
Which is the films greatest strength and weakness. Alda can act, that much is a fact, which means that when he plays a “villain” he KILLS IT. But for the viewer, seeing their beloved wiseheimer with a tongue that should be called Ben Johnson (it’s so quick) and heart that should be called Don Johnson (who I’m sure has lots of gold and whose last name is Johnson too) play a “bad” guy is very emotionally uncomfortable. It was like having your mom shoot your brother with your dads gun. 
Alan Alda at primere, yukking it up.
Furthermore he doesn’t get a lot of funny lines. I’m sure there were a bunch written in the script but Alan Alda, knowing how he can’t help but knock any joke out of the park with his superhuman timing and totally masculine sass (ie Woody Allen with a ding dong) took them out of the script as to not garner ANY sympathy from the audience. For lesser performers, being such a dramatic martyr would result in a flat performance but Alda brings a condescending attitude that rivals that of even his old cast mate David Ogden Stiers. The film is no doubt richer for this sacrifice.
David Ogden Stiers (left) pictured with cast mate Alan J Alda (right) from television series M*A*S*H
All in all Alda, despite being well over 60, is amazing in Tower Heist.
WELL over 60
RATING:
Alan Alda in Tower Heist: Penthouse Performance in a 69 story building.
OI!
Tower Heist: Eh, it was ok. The scene where the car hangs out the window scared the shit out of me. 
This AA is more sobering then the traditional AA.
In the 1980’s laughing because he had had a dream about Napster the night before.
At age 11.
Alan as Hawkeye with his war buddy BJ Honeycut. No joke here, thank you VERY much.
Ladies man on and off screen, I imagine.
Yukking it up at death. 
His hat screamed NYC, his beard screamed Maine, his eyes screamed America, his ladies screamed “ALDA MAN I NEED”.
The man who convinced us that suicide is painless. Pictured in hat.
BJ without his mustache and appropriately without embrace. 
More chops than 1976.
Moblie Army Knucklehead Unit.
Which one was called “Hotlips” again?.
