I have written many reviews that have long since disappeared from the interwebs. On Wayback Wednesday, I bring them back. Last time, I did sequels nobody asked for. This week is the sequel to that.
Dumb and Dumberer: When Harry Met Lloyd
82 min, PG-13 (crude and sex-related humor, and for language)
Grade: * (1 out of 5)
Dumb and Dumberer is perhaps the most ill-conceived attempt at extending a franchise since the Pink Panther movie that was stitched together from outtakes after Peter Sellers died. It’s not too late – New Line Cinema can still destroy all the existing prints of this fiasco and instead release a behind-the-scenes documentary on the decision-making process that led to its creation. That would surely be ten times funnier, and they could even keep the title.
I have written many reviews that have long since disappeared from the interwebs. On Wayback Wednesday, I bring them back. This week: sequels nobody asked for.
National Lampoon’s Van Wilder 2: The Rise of Taj
95 min., R (pervasive crude sexual content, some nudity and language)
Here’s a remarkable new innovation in the annals of Hollywood marketing: a sequel in which the title character is entirely absent from the movie. (If this catches on, we’re looking forward to Superman: The Triumphs of Jimmy Olsen.) It’s unclear whether original star Ryan Reynolds actually had better things to do, or if the producers decided Kal Penn of Harold and Kumar Go to White Castle is more likely to sell tickets.
I haven’t kept up with this feature, but I still have a ton of reviews from over the years that are no longer available online, so I might as well put them here. Since we’re in the midst of yet another summer of superheroes at the box office, let’s dig into the archives to revisit some earlier, perhaps slightly less successful, attempts at putting superheroes on the screen.
In anticipation of this week’s release of Funny People (look for a review at Nerve on Friday), here are two reviews of recent Adam Sandler films, as well as a feature on the whole school of man-child comedy, originally written for the Fort Worth Star-Telegram.
You Don’t Mess with the Zohan
118 min., PG-13 (crude and sexual content throughout, language and nudity)
Grade: ** (2 out of 5)
If anyone has been eagerly anticipating a zany summer comedy about the Israeli-Palestinian conflict, the wait is finally over. But those of you hoping said comedy would possess some sort of daring satirical insight on the matter are bound to be disappointed, unless you find endless jokes about hummus to be particularly revealing about Middle Eastern culture.
With Whatever Works opening in selected theaters Friday, this week’s Wayback Wednesday looks back at a couple of Woody Allen’s recent Euro-efforts.
Like Bob Dylan and the Rolling Stones, Woody Allen has been around long enough to accrue the sort of legendary status that invites critics to freely abuse terms like “comeback,” “return to form” and (shudder) “masterpiece.” Fans of these artists have to tread carefully, sift through the accolades and wonder: “Is this really the greatest thing since Blood on the Tracks or Manhattan?”
In honor of his return to the screen in the remake of The Taking of Pelham 1 2 3, this week’s Wayback Wednesday looks at three of Travolta’s previous triumphs.
You know John Travolta has once again fallen off the Hollywood A-list when he winds up in the Kurt Russell role in a by-the-numbers thriller. It could be worse; as routine as Domestic Disturbance is, at least it’s not Battlefield: Earth II.