If like me you didn't make it to the theater last year to see the documentary "The Aristocrats" you must must must rent it or watch it on HBO this month. I caught a showing of it this weekend and laughed so hard I not only had tears streaming down my face but also began wheezing from the force of air trying desperately to escape my lungs. The movie kind of started out slow, but I promise if you hang in there you will be rewarded. I don't have time to write a complete review but basically the film explains the origins of a historical joke that most modern comedians tell a version of. Each comedian's version is different and that's what makes it so funny. The joke itself does not follow the usual setup and punchline... instead the point of the joke is how it's told and the words and images each performer uses in his/her version. The punchline itself took me a second to actually get, and honestly I still don't think it's that funny. But I was in stitches watching everyone from Robin Williams to Drew Carey to Penn & Teller to Andy Dick tell their version. The highlight of the movie was the mime... let's just say that the joke describes a plethora of sexual acts and the mime (of course since he can't talk) had to visually act them out. The juxtaposition of his happy clown painted face and him pretending to receive oral sex from a child was just more than I could handle. That's when the tears began flowing. Don't get scared! The explicit scenes are really just there for shock value and to set up the benign punchline. However it's not something I could really recommend to, say, my grandparents with good conscience. If you appreciate any sort of adult humor though... run... run... to Blockbuster. And make sure you aren't eating anything because I guarantee food will fly out of your face at least once during the film. ;-) Any movie that elicits that kind of reaction in me gets a Jimmy Choo four star rating!!
August 07, 2006
May 05, 2006
Mission Impossible 3
Duh-duh... duh-duh, duh-duh... duh-duh, Duh-na-nah, Duh-na-nah, Duh-na-nah, Duh-duh... This is of course the famous theme song from Tom Cruise's Mission Impossible cash cow. For the third installment in the series, Kanye West cranks up the cool in his version of the tune which coincides nicely the coolness factor of the film. I'm almost ashamed to admit that I liked it. And yes I saw it before it was released because I have connections (my writing partner Becky had passes to a screening). Honestly I wouldn't have paid money to see it just to spite TC for his ridiculous personal life, but I am recommending that YOU pay money because it really is that good. No, it's not award winning, but it is enjoyable from the first gun shot to the last car crash. Stop laughing. I'm serious.
BRIEF DESCRIPTION: Why bother? Ok if you really want to know... Tom is Ethan. He is a secret agent for some secret agency. He goes on secret missions that always appear impossible, but which of course he emerges from unscathed, if not a little worse for the wear. Whatever. He's running, jumping, shooting people, bad guys and girls are being blown up... it's an action movie. Who cares about the plot?
WHY I SAW IT: Because Becky with the mostest had screening passes. I love industry screenings because everyone is super jaded from working in the entertainment world. I love it even more that people clapped at the end of the movie... unheard of at these type of events. I seriously think everyone in the audience was not-so-secretly hoping it would suck so that we could all laugh at Mr. Looney with the toothy smile. But we liked it. What's wrong with us? ;-)
FASCINATING COMMENTARY: It simply rocked. I give all credit to JJ Abrams, who co-wrote and directed. He is the famed creator of such hits as Felicity (Keri Russell makes a very abbreviated appearance), Lost and most importantly Alias. If you liked the first few seasons of Alias, you'll love this. It has the same smart writing and kick-ass directing. The action scenes were out of control including an amazing car pile-up on a bridge that is being pummeled with giant torpedo bomb things. Tom of course is all sweaty and running around everywhere. Yes, I still find him attractive although every cell in my brain hates me for it. I don't get it. Don't ask. Yes, he's still on my keychain. No, he's not going anywhere anytime soon. I'm cursed to be his love slave for the rest of my life no matter how stupid he is, how gay he is, or how much he offends women of child-bearing age. Anyway... it was a thoroughly enjoyable action flick. Exactly the kind of movie you'll be happy to accompany a boy to or won't be ashamed to grab the girls and have 2 hours of decent eye candy. No super hotties in this one since Philip Seymour Hoffman's bad guy isn't much to look at. But Ving Rhames has that sort of "je ne sais quoi I'd do him" quality and even better the hottie from Match Point whose name is eluding me brings in the "quirky irish guy who you'd go home with just for the accent" thing. So it's a done deal. Go see it. Then beat yourself up for it later because we all know this will give ridiculous power and conceit to the Idiot Scientologist. Therefore, it gets a Jimmy Choo, although I kind of hope the heal breaks off and it ends up looking more like the Coach Sandal just because I'm bitchy like that.
Roger Ebert Smackdown: I have no idea what the holy one will think b/c I have my review out before his!! Evil hahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahha.
February 01, 2006
January 16, 2006
Syriana
The title of Stephen Gaghan's political drama "Syriana" refers to a hypothetical reshaping of the Middle East. And the movie is basically a look at how opposing forces are competing to reshape it in a way that values their own best interests. It was compelling, thought provoking, and gut-wrenching to watch the stories of the fight for oil as told through the humanistic side of the movie's characters.
BRIEF DESCRIPTION: Any description I try to give won't be brief because it's complicated. So I'll just say it's about the fight for oil rich lands in the Middle East. Freedom vs. Power. Truth vs. Towing the Company Line. Low-paying jobs for a select few vs. houses on Martha's Vineyards for a select other few. Whitey vs. Persians. Gov't Whitey vs. Gov't Whitey with less security clearance.
WHY I SAW IT: Well, I know several people who have seen it and loved it and an equal number who have hated it. Controversy + Milk Duds = one ticket please!!!!
FASCINATING COMMENTARY: Ok. Here's my take. Yes I grew up in Texas. Yes I know the whole oil game although personally my family has no interest in it one way or the other. It's just another big corporate entity in the land o' many corporate entities. That being said, many of you know I'm not a political person. In fact I pride myself on it for reasons that are quite well explained in this film. In my humble opinion, politics is just a game of wheeling and dealing for power and money. Everyone's doing it, and everyone's denying it. So which side is better? Which is the lesser of two evils? We all know it goes on, but I feel I am powerless to do anything about it. Yes, vote, blah blah blah. But the people I am voting for are only my choices because they participate in the corrupt system that put them on my ballot in the first place. So why bother? A quote from Roger Ebert's review about the movie applies well to my political ideology: "But what if everybody is a bad guy, because good guys don't even suit up to play this game?"
Anyway, I digress. The movie is basically about the same idea, presented as a dramatic view of what really goes on in the Middle East. The forces in the Middle East represented in this movie are the poor citizens calling it home, Iranian royalty who are in bed with the US Gov't, the US Gov't who wants to protect its economy, an idealistic prince who wants freedom for his country, and oil corporations who want to make some money. Everyone has their reasons and they all have justifiable claims to the actions they take. Let's face it. It's human nature to look out for our own best interests. Do we hate big oil companies for their greed when the American Red Cross, a supposed goodwill aid organization, is just as corrupt? Do we hate suicide bombers for their dedication to their beliefs when our own religious zealots support killing abortion doctors for their beliefs? Who is right? Aren't they both wrong? Jesus, can't we all just get along? In fact movies like this just make me frustrated and want to move to Canada where people drink beer to forget about it, and that's considered political activism.
What I found most interesting, and most effective, was how the movie forced me to sympathize with everyone. I know absolutely nothing about the oil trade business, but it's basically a struggle for power and everyone's selling their first born child for a piece of it. To make the decisions characters were forced to make even more difficult was the issue of freedom. You can't deny sympathy for those seeking freedom, yet what do you do when other lives are taken to get that freedom? It's the classic argument for many things in our society: fighting crime with the death penalty, our welfare system aiding illegal immigrants when people are dying in our own country, etc. I found myself understanding everyone's side and wanting us all to just engage in a big group hug. Can't someone develop an Extreme Makeover spin off addressing this... Extreme Makeover: World Edition. Couldn't Ty Pennington just construct a big mansion for the leaders of the Middle East and the US Gov't to live in where they'll be destracted by the Kristal oil-well drink dispenser and never ending supply of harem hos so they'll forget they're all really just retarded, like he does in his show? It could work... right? Go see the movie, I gave it a Jimmy Choo for goodness sake. Then go smoke a bowl and try to forget that we're all going to hell for some reason or another.
ROGER EBERT SMACKDOWN: Once again, his greatness agrees with me. Love it! He calls it "endlessly fascinating" in how it shows that everyone in the oil game is playing with a stacked deck. My deck is pretty stacked, if you catch my drift, which I think Mr. Ebert would appreciate as well. ;-) Hee-hee.
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November 21, 2005
Walk the Line
"Walk the Line" traces the life of singer Johnny Cash from his sad childhood through his partnership with June Carter, who eventually becomes his wife. His life is not much different from many other successful artists who overcame hard times to eventually find success. The great part about the film is Joaquin Phoenix' performance as Cash. For someone who knew absolutely nothing about Cash's life, I was deeply moved and cried like a little girl who lost her lunch money for at least the last hour of the movie, on into the bathroom after the movie was over, eventually giving up all hope of concealing the puffy eyes and redness and literally walked the line of gaining my composure as I sat on the verge of breaking down into tears over two glasses of wine as I sat discussing the film with Lisa over the next hour. (That, my friends, is a run on sentence to be proud of!!!)
Brief Description: Johnnie Cash's dad is an ass. He belittled him and gave him absolutely no reason to get up in the morning. Johnnie grew up with a love of music, listening to his mother hum gospel hymns as they worked in the fields and to the Carter family on the radio when his dad wasn't yelling at him. After enlisting in the army, he got married and music was basically a hobby... until he convinced a local record producer to give him and his band an audition. The rest is history...
Why I Saw It: Well, the hype is out of control for this movie. Oprah claims both Joaquin and Reese will be nominated for Oscars. They both did their own singing and I saw this as a great opportunity to learn about a musician that so many other musicians reference.
Fascinating Commentary: Here's what I learned: Johnnie was a tortured artist who managed to funnel his dispair into interesting lyrics and songs that the average person could relate to. I had no idea that he was popular at the same time as Elvis Presley and Jerry Lee Lewis. Cash's songs stood out because they had more of a blues overtone, less rock and roll. Although his home life was certainly not great, and his first wife was disappointed in the lifestyle of a performer who is continuously on the road, Johnnie fought hardest against the demons in his head. Drugs helped dull the pain and eventually took over his life. Enter stage right, June Carter. Johnnie met June on tour when both were married to other people. They developed a friendship and she eventually saved his life (at least that's what the movie leads you to believe), getting him off drugs and giving him a reason to live. It makes you think about how many other artistic could-have-beens weren't so lucky and died before finding their potential. <hmmm> The films puts the events in both of their lives in an interesting context of the social morals of the day, including the public's disdain for divorce, the acceptance of "sleeping pills" prescribed by doctors as a cure-all, and the presence of loved ones who you are forced to "love" despite them giving you no reason to do so. Joaquin gives an amazing performance. He was so convincing... his eyes just emoted dispair and sadness and his body language backed it up. He sang well too!! I was not as bowled over by Reese. She was good but not so good that I couldn't imagine anyone else playing her character. The movie overall was good at telling Cash's story. It gets a Coach sandal instead of a Jimmy Choo because I just didn't walk away from it feeling like this was it. The winner. End of story.
Roger Ebert Smackdown: Roger gave this movie 3.5 stars. He basically felt the same way as I did. I can't remember why he like it slightly more and honestly at this point I don't care. I have a sinus infection and just can't be bothered, as the British would say. "I can't be bothered. Lovely." ;-)
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November 14, 2005
Good Night, Good Luck
In George Clooney's "Good Night, Good Luck" we follow the media backlash of Sen McCarthy's obsession with communism in the US. It's shot in black and white and generally has the feel of a 1940s melodrama. It's well done, but was too short and sweet for me to have much more of a reaction. This is one of the rare instances that I think too much of the film was left on the cutting room floor.
Brief Description: Edward R. Murrow was the preeminant newscaster of the day. His no nonsense, cigarette puffing, in your face style of delivering the news was a perfect antidote to the self-righteous, overly dramatic claims made by Sen. McCarthy that anyone and everyone was "red" = aka in bed with the communist party, or at least offering them a nightcap and a place on the couch. Murrow decides he's had enough and rallies his producers to support him in discussing the hush-hush topic on air. The film follows the backlash Murrow was forced to ensue from network executives and McCarthy himself and the senators eventual downfall.
Why I Saw It: I'd heard such great things about this movie from so many people. And I really liked the ethical dilemma surrounding the journalistic style of the day: fair and accurate, non-biased reporting. Imagine that!
Fascinating Commentary: In those days, your reputation actually meant something. Being called a leftist pinky was like being labeled a child molestor today: you could lose your job, your friends, even your life (if you're not a whitish black pop star who knows how to work the system). The nightly news was equally concerned about its reputation, so confronting the issue head on was a well thought out decision for everyone involved. That being said, Murrow knew McCarthy would strike out against him personally but perservered because no one else would. David Straithairn plays Murrow with a serious, non-emotional tone that is said to be a pretty spot on impersonation. George Clooney was effective as his producer. From a visual standpoint, there were some interesting shots and authentic representations of television studios back in the day. However I wish Clooney would have delved deeper into the subplots and shown us more about Murrow's life away from the studio. There was a personal element missing from Murrow's conflict that kept me from caring as much I should have. All in all, I felt like I was watching a really good HBO movie. It was good, but I wasn't blown away. Therefore, we're giving it the good old Coach sandal.
Roger Ebert Smackdown: Roger dodger liked it more than I did. He gave it 4 stars, although his review never really supported why he liked it so much. Hmmm. Maybe it's a generational thing. I'm sure it doesn't help that I view journalists putting their personal lives in jeopardy for truth and honor is about as likely as the L.A. news NOT leading with a story about someone getting shot.
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November 07, 2005
Jarhead
Jarhead isn't your typical military drama. If you were looking for a Jerry Bruckheimer firestorm (Armageddon, Pearl Harbor, Bad Boys), you'll be disappointed. But if you were hoping for something more substantial ala Jerry Maguire, you're in like Flynn because there's a whole lot of storyline and (dare I say) philosophy in place of the gunfire, combat, and blood.
Brief Description: This movie was basically about the day to day happenings of a bunch of horny, trigger-happy, teenagers living in a frat house in the desert. Unfortunately, the monotony of days on end in a sand dune begins to play with their heads. To use that section of the SAT we all looked forward to... as Episcopalean is to Catholic, Jarhead is to Apocolypse Now, i.e. less of a head trip and more fun. Plus, I have to make this disclaimer: no matter which race, creed, religion, genus, family, or species you belong to, if you enjoy looking at or talking about the male phallus, this is your film! There was a bigger spotlight on all things penis in this 2 hours than I experienced sitting with a bunch of 18-year old boys watching "Route 69" at Frank's house the summer after high school graduation. That's huge people. (No pun intended:-)
Why I Saw It: Well, let's be honest. That Kanye West song about Jesus Walking enhanced the trailer so well that I found myself being drawn to the movie before I even knew what it was about. (Advertising at work!) Give those marketing execs a raise! Sam Mendes, who directed one of my all time fave movies, American Beauty, also called the shots on this one. Plus, Jake Gyllenhaal, tons of men in uniform, and a sort of poetic overtone sealed the deal. Two tickets please, large diet coke, small popcorn.
Fascinating Commentary: Overall, I enjoyed the movie, was drawn into the storylines, laughed, frowned but didn't cry, and found myself understanding why women weren't allowed into the military for many years: they would have been raped. Young men in their sexual primes, with nothing else to do but look at pics of each other's wives and girlfriends, masturbate for hours on end, and participate in homoerotic games like "field fuck," really don't need the real T&A in their faces. Don't feed the animals. Plus, the entire idea behind the military is testosterone-laden pep rallies about why we rule and everyone else sucks and how we're gonna "kick their <insert racially derogatory descriptor> asses. I found myself reaching for my mace in the theater. But all that aside, I really liked the way this film showcased a slice of life of these soldiers in the months and months that lead up to the 4 day war in Iraq during Desert Storm: sun-up, sun-down, hot, sandy, sweaty monotony of practice drills and downing water to stave off the heat. There's nothing worse than being all dressed up with no combat zone to go into. The war eventually kicks off, but to make matters and tensions worse, when some of the soldiers are given the opportunity to use their highly trained killer abilities, the order is withdrawn. Little johnny soldier emerges brow-beaten and blue-balled from big daddy military's cock-tease. And we wonder why they come back and beat their wives... and worse, their dogs. ;-( But to end this review on a positive note, Jake Gyllenhaal sure looks cute in his birthday suit and his character reads Camus to unwind. Double threat... hot and smart, or at least trying to be. Yeah!
Roger Ebert Smackdown: Damn! He gave it 3.5 stars, which I attribute to the fact that he's a man. This movie allowed him to reminisce about hard-ons and the verbal tete-a-tetes from a bunch of guys showering together. For example, one of the soldiers says, "that looks like a dick, but smaller."
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September 27, 2005
The Exorcism of Emily Rose
"Onetwothreefourfivesix!" - Emily Rose
"The Exorcism of Emily Rose" isn't your typical hellish horror film like "The Exorcist" where heads are spinning and split pea soup is spewing forth from a possessed teenager. Don't worry, you'll like it anyway. There is something in this film for the whole family to enjoy... or at least the family in your head. The adult in you will get caught up in the courtroom drama that effectively presents two sides of a complicated issue. The teenager in you will appreciate the scary shots of faces morphing into monsters, blood pouring out of people's eyes, and other such evidence of an evil possession. You can't lose!
Brief Description: A dedicated priest does his best to rid poor Emily Rose of the evil incarnate that has taken over her mind and body. But alas Lucifer is too strong and poor Emily dies. Dear Father Moore (Tom Wilkinson) is deemed criminally responsible for not seeking medical attention for the young girl's plight. A courtroom showdown ensues between the prosecutor (played by Campbell Scott), who is Catholic, and the defending counselor (Miss Laura Linney), who is agnostic. Will the jury side with the striped tie or the white collar? It's a showdown between two very powerful neck adornments.
Why I Saw It: Well, it got excellent reviews and I just love Miss Laura Linney... she chooses interesting roles. And I felt like being mentally stimulated instead of just plain old-fashioned entertained. I got both! Woo-hoo!
Fascinating Commentary: Is there any way for Miss Linney's team to win when a secular entity is asked to believe in a religious defense? The prosecution presents a very believable medical hypothesis, called "epileptic psychosis," whereby epilepsy has caused psychotic thoughts in Emily's brain. OK I can dig that. But then the defense finds a medical witness who points out that insane people don't know they are insane. Emily has bouts of lucidity in which she talks about her awareness of the irrational behaviors, so she must be possessed! Who to believe? I almost sided with the priest considering that some of the positions that devil commanded Emily's body to assume just aren't humanly possible. It has to be the work of Satan when your arms and legs are twisted and contorted into some sort of spider-like stance. The actress playing Emily, Jennifer Carpenter, deserves a hell of an accolade (pun intended) at the next MTV Movie Awards for that scene in the dorm room alone!
I think the creepiest part of this movie was how real the events seemed. I've considered joining a nunnery just to protect myself from the six evil spirits that made Emily eat spiders and claw walls like a cat filing its nails. The scariest parts of the movie are the scenes in which we see the world through Emily's possessed eyes. Forget calling Father Moore. I'd head straight to the psycho ward and ask them for a stiff shot of something psychotropic. No way could I deal with that kind of head game. (Makes men seem rather simple and logical by comparison.:) I didn't walk away with a conclusion to the moral or legal issue because there's no proof either way. It's like arguing why tomatoes are so much better than steak -- two completely different schools of thought. But what I did walk away with was a fear of the 3 a.m. hour (something the movie dwells on) and a thirst for the true story. Amazon.com has my copy on its way.
Roger Ebert Smack-down: Mr. Ebert liked the film as well. I wonder if I like what he likes because I know he likes it or if he likes what I like because he knows I like it. Hmmm... chicken or the egg.
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August 26, 2005
The 40-Year-Old Virgin
It'll make you laugh. It'll make you cry. It'll make you blush with embarrassment. And you still won't find a better way to spend a Friday night. "The 40-Year-Old Virgin" is one of the funniest movies I have seen in a long, long time. Hollywood couldn't have found a better actor to embody the dorky everyman that Steve Carrell has mastered in films such as "Anchorman" and "Bruce Almighty." His slightly nerdy yet earnest countenance is perfect for his role as the aging consumer electronics merchant who can't quite close the sale in his bedroom. As I laughed at the hilarious dialog and rooted for our hero, I couldn't help but think about all of the guys who work at Circuit City, Best Buy, or Fry's who have possibly been outed by this film. As a friend of mine said so astutely, what a great concept for a movie!!
Brief Description: The plot isn't hard to figure out. Andy is a meek electronics store clerk by day... and a homebody, 12-year-old boy by night. His apartment is filled with superhero collectibles and video games, as opposed to the blowup dolls and porn lining the shelves of his contemporaries. When Andy's coworkers discover that he's still a virgin at the ripe old age of 40, they vow to help him end his sexual fast in the only way they know how -- by teaching him their own time-tested techniques for bagging a babe. However, we quickly learn that these "sexperts" are not as Don Juan as they think they are. And to complicate things, Andy is more interested in wooing the single mom from across the street than drilling the first notch in his belt with a tipsy tramp.
Why I Saw It: Well it is only the biggest movie out right now. Plus, the promo posters are just so hilarious. Admit it, we all know this guy. Although we do feel a little sorry for him, we laugh at him just the same. How could this movie not be funny?
Fascinating Commentary: The premise is genius and the actors are all cast perfectly. Steve Carrell plays his loser with such a straight face that we do feel compassion for his plight. The supporting characters are all excellent representations of the gaggle of guys out there hitting the bars: the depressive cry baby who is still dreaming about his ex-girlfriend; the "wam bam thank you ma'am," love 'em and leave 'em type; and the clueless but genuine guy who will just take what he can get. When these characters begin to impose their fool-osophies on Andy, the movie takes off. I was literally doubled over in my chair laughing at several scenes.
I think what makes the movie work is that these guys all say and do things my guy friends did growing up. It also doesn't hurt that I seem to never tire of peering into the male mind, especially when it's thinking about sex. As a woman watching a film like this, you spend half of your time pondering "they can't really be thinking about that" or "they would never actually do that," and the other half horrified because you know they are. When it really hits you, you immediately stare at your pretty, pink polished toes and play with your softly scented hair... and thank god you are a woman. But for a mere two hours, it's well worth your time to watch the male ego at work, especially when it's just SO MUCH FUN!!
Roger Ebert Smack-down: Mr. Ebert gave the movie a slightly better rating than me... 3.5 stars. Although I do agree with most of his comments, the sappy ending prevented me from giving it the Jimmy Choo!
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August 16, 2005
Wedding Crashers
I really agonized over this one, but ultimately I had to make a decision. "Wedding Crashers" was certainly side-splittingly funny in places, but it also died a slow, painful, tragic death about two-thirds of the way through that made me question whether the laughter outweighed the ridiculously boring 15-20 minute interlude of complete idiocy.
Brief Description: Owen Wilson and Vince Vaughn are mediators by day and wedding crashers searching for a piece of chiffon-wrapped, weepy, romantic ass by night. Basically instead of going to a bar to pick up chicks, they go to a stranger's wedding ceremony and make like one of the family. Women basking in the glow of matrimony succumb to their charms and fall heels-over-head in bed with these two Romeos. But of course, the cheap, meaningless sex can only satiate them for so long... or until one of them thinks he's found true love in an unsuspecting bridesmaid who is promised to another.
Why I Saw It: It seems like everyone but me has seen this movie and most of them gave it raving reviews. I had to be part of the in-crowd. Also, Vince Vaughn is one of my favorite romantic comedy character actors. He's tall, funny, and usually wears at least one suit in most of his films. With weddings as the subject, I knew he wouldn't disappoint in this one!
Fascinating Commentary: Where to begin. There were parts of the movie that had me literally doubled over in my seat, laughing until I was crying and gasping for air. That's a good sign. The first part of the movie moves along nicely and sets up the story. Slapstick scenes ensue in the vain of "Meet the Parents," one of my faves!!! I truly thought this film would be added to my "must see" list... until a giant gaping hole in the script squashed the momentum . I don't want to give anything away, but let's just say that the movie takes a serious turn, and the best buddy main characters go their separate ways which makes total sense since they've been friends since they were 8-years old. NOT! Then there's a cameo by Will Ferrell that is completely meaningless... I'm still trying to figure out what that part was all about nearly 18 hours later. Luckily the ending finishes much like the beginning, but by that time I had a serious look of "WTF???" on my face. Although I left the theater talking about how funny the movie was, in afterthought it will be just as good on video. And it's already made so much money no one will fault you for not supporting it. So it earns a Banana Republic sandal. My recommendation? Order it on Pay-Per-View when you're laying around at the hotel before your next friend's wedding.
Roger Ebert Smackdown: He agreed with me but was actually much harsher on the film. My rating is actually a 2.5 stars, but since I don't have a pic of the Coach and BR sandals in the same shot, I rounded down.
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