The Hangover Part II
More dross, it’s exactly as I said: the same film, but with another wedding. This time in Bangkok, for “visual diversity”.
Since women are literally disposable, the Vegas ho is gone, the dentist is marrying some girl, the love of his life. Even though he already lived with some woman before, and had married another in Vegas. That dude is like Donald Trump.
They got Paul Giamatti for the prestige, but it’s a glorified cameo, he filmed his scenes in a day, probably. Smart, not being fully associated with this dross, but still collecting a fat paycheck and a trip to some generic Southeast Asia destination.
It’s about as sensitive as a club to the head. You would expect something else than a ladyboy “joke”, in Thailand? You think this is Escape from L.A.? You take the “joke” about anal sex between men being disgusting and you will like it!
If you think that is too tasteless, so do not see the closing credits, since it also the includes the other Thai sex work stereotype, ping pong balls in the vagina. There’s also a recreation of that famous photograph where South Vietnamese general Nguyễn Ngọc Loan executes an handcuffed Vietcong POW.
Bro, that’s a whole other country, get a grip! It’s not even close, almost 1000 kilometres between Bangkok and Saigon!
They have a Catholic(?) wedding in a Thai resort. Not that it matters, but Jamie Chung isn’t Thai, is she? Not even close.
The most interesting part is that Mel Gibson was supposed to be the tattoo artist, but the cast objected, they preferred Mike Tyson, the convicted rapist.
That’s a true representation of the film in a nutshell: anti-semitism is important because it affects some of the guys personally, but raping woman is just boys being boys.
This is my place for ramblings about sequences of images that exploit the human visual limitation know as persistence of vision.