The Hangover Part III
Wait, now this is a serious film? A Bildungsroman for the manbaby? Get the fuck out of here, what a complete idiocy. Don’t worry, this is the film equivalent of “No Homo!”, they are extremely heterosexual all of them, gayness is still disgusting.
It’s still the same film, with a grown beard, I guessing because all those guys are older and established now, they don’t want to keep doing a higher-brow American Pie or Porky’s, and they can’t do Bridesmaids.
Just like Tarantino in Once Upon a Time in Hollywood, they still need to play one for the hits, so they sneak in a single scene at the end with the big-titted dentist. No puffy nipples though, this is extremely weird.
The prestige guy they sent to cameo in this is John Goodman, it’s the same two scenes as contractually required, no biggie.
An absolute wet noodle of a finale. I’m less than whelmed, I’m underwhelmed, and my expectation was already rock bottom.
I’m guessing Bridesmaids can’t be so bad, as the Ghostbusters equivalent.
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