Hot Tub Time Machine 2 is so bad, I didn’t mind a cell phone being on a few
rows down. Maybe it’s just not my
kind of humor (people in seats behind me were
laughing), but I hardly cracked a smile, and just wanted it to be over. The repertoire is: penis jokes over and over and over
again; people who are shot with blood splattering everywhere, but they don’t
really die; drug “jokes”; terrible father—I could go on. There is even a joke about suicide, in
which Lou (Corddry) tells his son Jacob (Duke) that the men from way back in
the family have tried to commit suicide.
Of course, everyone is miraculously saved, only to die of something
else.
Having
been credited since the first Hot Tub film as the one who invented a time
travel solution, Lou, the guru of a tech company is obnoxiously self-serving;
he’s so obnoxious his jokes fall to the floor. And he’s a huge denier of reality; just after his financial
person tells him the company is heading for bankruptcy, he makes a speech to
all employees at an important function that everything is going great, and that
is the reason they should look after themselves and take care of number
one. Whereupon, he gets shot in
the balls. Never fear, though,
more than one magical turn of events will see to it that he stays intact. Whether it’s backward or forward in
time, the dialog is insipid and the jokes are lame and repetitious.
Such
a story does not have to make sense, but the dialog and the jokes should still
“sing”; neither of which happens in this film. I have to wonder, why did they make this movie? The first film in 2010 received poor
ratings. It seems like whatever
these filmmakers (Steve Pink, director; Josh Heald, writer) could think of that
would be socially repellant, they thought would also be comedy. Illogical, I would say.
My first ‘F’ of the year.
Grade: F By
Donna R. Copeland
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