There are good sequels and bad sequels. And there are the Hangovers. A state of mind (or movie) where everything is dull, the throbbing pain in the temples making the day painfully slow, a state you want to get out of, but cannot, and you just need to sleep it out.
Hangover 2 is such an experience.
You cannot just take a very successful movie, and then repeat the formula in search of similar success, when the newness of it was what made it work in the first place! This time, the friends have the hangover in Bangkok, not in Vegas. And yes, instead of a tiger they pick up a monkey. A monk with a maun-vrat instead of a baby. A bunch of semi-naked pole dancers instead of the sexy Heather Graham. And a gay encounter for Stu this time, described in all its gory details. And yes, the cake on the icing - a cut finger instead of a pulled out tooth. And if you still sat through it, you would be greeted with blurred out porn when the credits start rolling.
Get drunk. You will enjoy a much better hangover.
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