Is this the new product of our lowered expectations? The prize word-of-mouth, critics darling comedy of the summer? The destined path of bromance? It looked a lot like my image of the third installment of the Old School trilogy.
I laughed twice. Once was at Galigianakis eating couch pizza, the other was at Galifianakis calling a dude “mean.” The rest of it was comedic cliche (crazy Chinese dude = hilarious!) or hopelessly unfulfilled plot set-ups. The whole plot was essentially a let-down. They wake up from this craaaazy night after getting soooooo fucked up, and then they’re all, “Oh, it was the stripper’s baby,” and “Oh, we got the tiger/cop car by going and stealing the tiger/cop car.” Craaaaaazy!
And in between scenes, just in case your brain starts to think too much about how underwhelming the last punch line was, they throw a top-40 recent hit at your face to district your mind and make your hips swivel. (Not that I don’t groove to Live your life, cuz I do.)
I can easily imagine what the dudes are like who wrote this film, and coincidentally I think some of their buddies were sitting in the row behind me when I saw it. Come on, boys, if we’re gonna do the Vegas trope, do anew. Right Steven Soderbergh?
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