Let me state for the record, I enjoyed this movie. There, I said it. There seems to be less direction than the previousHangover movies (meaning the patchy story, not Phillips' directing), and it feels more than ever like a series of sketches and set-pieces strung together by three men bickering in a car. But let's not piss about; that's what this series is. The plot takes a turn away from the manhunt/memory-loss groove, but doesn't get too far away from that. Secondary characters from the first two episodes seem to have been shoehorned in out of contractual obligation, and this time round it's really just 'the Zach Galifianakis & Ken Jeong show'. Then again, I think this character is ZG's best work*1, and I love Ken Jeong in pretty much everything anyway, so y'know. Ed Helms and Bradley Cooper are there, and are good, but it's just not really their movie. John Goodman appears as his John Goodman character, which he's getting quite good at doing, and Melissa McCarthy appears as her Melissa McCarthy character (although thankfully she doesn't have enough screen-time to start ad-libbing*2).
So, we roll along, from abduction-sketch to burglary-sketch to parachuting-sketch, and slowly but surely the story just sort of… peters out. There's an ending, but it just feels like it's there because there were no more ideas left in the notepad. It's not a 'long' film anyway, but it still starts to drag its heels as we realise there isn't really a final bang to go out on; which is a damn shame given how much I did chortle throughout it. It's the sort of thing which will seem a lot better with beer and friends, so it's probably more suited to DVD. I'm aware that I'm not really selling the film to you, but then neither have Warner Bros. They're banking on you wanting to see it because of what's gone before, not what they have for you this time.
I wasn't disappointed by it because it's pretty much what I was expecting: One for the fans. Bottom line? It's better than 21 & Over. And to me, that means a lot.
As a franchise, The Hangover needed this movie. Although I'm not entirely sure its audience did.
Yeah.
Yeah.
More than likely.
DVD'll do, unless you're eager to see it.
No.
Yeah.
No. I thought I heard one at one point, but it was just Alan getting the crap kicked out of him.
The Hangover has exhausted its own well. Not only has it run itself dry, but it's pretty much also put paid to its competitors, too.
What's next?
*1 Because let's face it, all of Zach's other roles are essentially watered-down versions of Alan From The Hangover. At least in these movies he can go for it, full steam ahead.
*2 Or to become deeply irritating. Which is the same thing, in her case
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21 and Over Cert: 15 / 93 mins / Dir. Jon Lucas / Scott Moore
It's largely because of my selfless services to cinema and the critical fraternity, that the staff of my local like to occasionally give me my own private screening of a film, and today was one of those*1. Bless them, they know me so well*2.
So. 21 and Over. This is what you could make if you had $13m burning a hole in your pocket and you wanted to spend $0 of that on a screenplay. That's not to say it's "badly" written, although it's certainly badly edited (the film suffers from heavy expositiony-bits-in-the-trailer-not-in-the-film syndrome, and several heavily laid-down callbacks are lying on a cutting-room floor somewhere), yet ultimately even that can't dent a vehicle as lazy as this. The film almost ends up being acquitted by its own low standards. Almost.
The central characters are as likeable/annoying/quirky as they're meant to be, and the various set-pieces are smirk-worthy, but there are no belly-laughs and the second-tier of characters (Randy, the jock; Dr Chang, the strict father; Nicole, The Hot Babe™) are barely even one dimensional. The problem is, we've seen all of this before, and we don't care any more. I can't work out if the fact that it's penned by the writers of The Hangover makes it better somehow, or much much worse. Plagiarising your own work before the final part comes out seems baffling to me, but Lucas & Moore have gone and done it.
The film's great blessing, ironically, is that it sticks so rigidly to the prescribed format. Everything runs like clockwork to the point that it doesn't have time to drag, which is often a problem these days when writers/directors/editors think that an extra 20 minutes of the same drawn out gags is improving things, when it clearly isn't. No, 21 and Over is a solid*3 hour-and-a-half film, and is slightly*4 better for it.
I can't bring myself to actively dislike it; the film's doing what it was designed to do, sadly that means it's often boring by necessity. And there's certainly much worse out there. Just don't pay money to see this.
50% American Pie. 45% The Hangover. 5% Ferris Bueller. 0% Charm.
Yep.
*shrugs*
Probably.
Telly. If you must.
Nope.
*shrugs*.
Nope.
How much longer can the gross-out-teen-comedy genre continue without a rest and a reboot? 1999's American Pie was like a breath of fresh air at the time, but so many of today's comparable films still seem to be milking the format (including, let's face it, the last American Pie movie). And when the trope finally goes into a cinematic coma, what will be the backlash? Something along the lines of emo/feelgood films, closer to the John Hughes model?
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*1 Translation: No-one else purchased a ticket, Unlimited or otherwise, for the 13:45 showing of this movie, so I was the only one in there. It's nice having the cinema to yourself, and I still won't break The Code and look at my phone, but I wish it'd been for a better film. Although that's exactly why I watched it alone. There were people coming in for Iron Man 3 at that time. Even I can't justify seeing that again just yet…
*2 Translation: They know how I like my coffee. Most of them do, anyway. That chap with the glasses, he never remembers. He always asks, anyway.
*3 Translation: Predictable.
*4 Translation: Barely.
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• ^^^ That's dry, British humour, and most likely sarcasm or facetiousness.
• Yen's blog contains harsh language and even harsher notions of propriety. Reader discretion is advised.
• This is a personal blog. The views and opinions expressed here represent my own thoughts (at the time of writing) and not those of the people, institutions or organisations that I may or may not be related with unless stated explicitly.
