This is a DVD package that seems not to want to be noticed, by a show that was made more or less in the same spirit.
For all the fuss, it dissolves almost immediately upon contact.
These characters love each other and we love them, no matter how much they fuck up.
The Hangover Part II is something like the contents of a fraternity house’s toilet the morning after an insane kegger.
Dinner for Schmucks sadly remains beholden to stiff structure and unimaginative narrative turns from the get-go.
Due Date eventually settles into a rough if credible buddy film, one that at least washes off the stink of its initial nastiness.
Anna Boden and Ryan Fleck’s competent, bland aesthetics do little more than occasionally amplify their material’s cloying sentimentality,
Bored to Death’s great comedic cast makes undistinguished material well worth holding out for.
On and on it trundles, and the busier it gets the duller it is.
Dinner for Schmucks hopes you’ll excuse its narrative’s logical inadequacies because it’s just a comedy, stoopid.
Even apart from the film’s vaguely insane endorsement of love at all costs, there’s the fact that much of it is simply not very funny.
Buy this DVD for your kid this Christmas….because Zach Galifianakis wasn’t in enough movies this year.
If you’ve got a Ruffie hangover, you can relive the The Hangover for the first time all over again. Just skip the bonus material.
Bored to Death isn’t a very good show unless you can’t get enough of the cast, in which case it’s more than good enough.
The show induces yawns in its attempt to capture the meandering lifestyle and mindset of thirtysomething losers.
G-Force revolves around a nefarious plot known as “Clusterstorm,” though it’s a less PG-rated type of cluster that best describes this guinea pigs-as-spies adventure.
Todd Phillips peddles gonzo male camaraderie fantasies in which lifelong friendships are forged or reinforced through trials by fire.
Paul Dano looks weird.
Twohy has yet to make a great genre film so it’s likely that moviegoers will want to give Below das boot.
Below turns out to be a water-logged version of every haunted house film you’ve ever seen.