I’ve been hitting the road pretty hard here lately and haven’t had much time to pull over and see the zany sites I’ve passed along the way. Luckily all these snow days have given me plenty of free time to fill with more shitty comedies.
PULL OVER PULL OVER!!!! Quick…….NO I CAN’T MAKE IT TO THE NEXT REST STOP WE ARE IN THE MIDDLE OF FRIGGING NOWHERE NO ONE WILL CARE JUST PULL OVER I GOTTA PISS!
Sometimes on an adventure you hear of a great tale/myth/sighting/tourist trap that sounds too good to resist so you must pursue it. Sometimes this can lead to an amazing find but usually the end result is a bit of a let down. Sort of like Stonehedge. Seems really cool but when you are finally there (ITS FUCKING AMAZING!!) its a bit of a let down. This brings us to my next stop on this adventure with no end in site: ladies and gentlebrits I have heard of a movie directed by one of the greatest comedy directors, who is bringing back a often thought dead great genre of film ‘the buddy cop comedy’ (you can thank ‘The Man’ for it’s demise). It also stars one of the great wise cracking action stars and a comedian who hasn’t been beaten to death yet so he still seems fresh. This will be an epic movie which will rejuvenate the genres life blood and bring you a plentiful harvest of more to come. The movie you seek goes by the name of………
Don’t think just because I’ve been gone that I haven’t been continuing on my journey down the rabbit hole. I have, I’ve just been too depressed to post. Well actually that’s not true, just seen a couple of middling comedies that were decent just couldn’t think of shit to say about them. This next stop on the great Hollywood road trip was almost one of those films. But it irked me enough to wanna get my say on about it. Without further chit chat I bring you……
Oh it’s been a treacherous, unnerving journey thus far. As I burrow into the belly of the beast that is generic Hollywood comedic trash. Read as I forgo all rationale/critical/analytic thought and watch the dumbest junk imaginable in desperate hopes of finding some gem amongst all this filth. My travels may be fruitless and bare no such a find, but just like Lewis and Clark before me the journey must be made for those who will come after me. Join me as I conquer this most recent beast ‘Dinner For Schmucks’.
In my never ending journey to travel into the inner bowels of the comedic beast of Hollywoodland, one must reflect on what got us to where we are today. Has comedy really fallen so far? Or has it always been this way? Ladies and Gentlebrits, I bring you a blast from the past with ‘Clifford’.
Do terrible things always come in pairs? Or in giant groups? As I travel along this dusty road known as comedy it doesn’t seem like there are going to be a many cool road side attractions, just a bunch of run down old junk. Sure old worn down barns are interesting at first, but ultimately they are very boring. Which is also the case with my next movie ‘Cyrus’.
In my continuing adventures into the depths of comedy lows I knew I was bound to hit a pot hole or two, didn’t think I’d blow my fucking wheels out going over them. Some movies just make you wonder what the point of it all is, do I really want to waste my life that bad. Well this is one such movie, ladies and fanboys let us divulge ever so briefly in ‘The Marc Pease Experience’.
So continues my adventure toward the depths of the human condition and just how low one will go for a laugh. I’m usually willing to go very low but if you are going to make a funny movie, please make sure your movie actually falls into the comedy section of the video rental store.