Yikes! I’d rather have a rough night than watch this again.
Things go terribly wrong for a group of girlfriends who hire a male stripper for a bachelorette party in Miami.
A highly unfunny opening college flashback didn’t build my hopes up. It was good to see that ScarJo was up for a laugh BUT this was a major step down for the Avengers star.
A shame considering the talent on display; Jillian Bell (22 Jump St), Broad City’s Ilana Glazer and Saturday Night Live‘s Kate McKinnon. Funny people in their own right. BUT as much as they gave it their all; the material was dreadfully weak.
Things fared a little better when the film flash forwarded 10 years later with ScarJo’s Jess running for senate. Her ad campaign was a brilliant Hillary Clinton parody.
The reserved workaholic needing a break from her busy schedule while the rest of the gang were desperate for any excuse to escape their problems.
Popping a champagne bottle delivered a poorly timed airport gag BUT it managed to get a guilty chuckle out of me. That gag pretty much summed up the film.
“The house is everything I hate. I’m gonna take a protest dump”.
There was the occasional funny one liner and the dynamic among the girls was entertaining enough BUT the endless swearing, drug taking, shouting and penis gags got old and got old quick!
Thankfully, Kate McKinnon’s introduction into the mix spiced things up. The awkward new BFF joining the posse.
Upsetting Jillian Bell’s Alice with her very presence. Her eccentric spirit guru (and crazy Nicole Kidman-esque accent) were a much needed presence. Complete with Veggie Mite in tow.
30 minutes in, I was surprised at the dark turn that the film took after Alice’s unfortunate incident with a “stripper”. An act of desperation?
By the end . . . Yes.
It delivered the odd titter BUT the stop/start pace and mismatched tone hampered the piece.
Even the naff subplot with Jess’ effeminate fiance (Paul W. Downs) was a huge misstep. The wine tasting was silly enough BUT the “sad astronaut” gag triggered one drawn out and highly unsavoury sequence involving adult diapers, meth and strange encounters at a petrol station.
It had potential with the Mad Dogs meets The Hangover vibe as the girls’ crazy weekend spiralled out of control with mistaken identity, dodgy coppers and drugged up strippers BUT it just didn’t work.
It tried to be serious with the friends coming to terms that their lives were taking different paths as everything came to blows. It didn’t work.
You had Kate McKinnon somersaulting off a moving jet ski as it ploughed into the beach . . . Meh.
A lechy Phil Dunphy (Ty Burrell) from Modern Family and naked Demi Moore did nothing to save matters. The sex-crazed swingers next door just killed the already lumbering pace of this hit and miss yarn.
It even resorted to desperate measures with ScarJo busting out some of her Black Widow moves to knock out some burglars.
If any of what I listed above sounded alright then this might be for you.
I watched it to the end BUT that was mainly to see how much worse it was got.
I expected more or at least something passable BUT despite the odd chuckle here and there, I think this is going to be a black mark on the Black Widow’s stellar CV.
Okay, I’m done with the Black Window references.
Take it away Kevin Sorbo Hercules . . .